Silk Road
The silk road strands across the silver stream
an icky chronicle to a chubby arachnid
chains spewed from her bodies’ digested flies
a war queen, blood can’ t be washed or willed away from her hands
yet she is as studious as a restoration sovereign
by change of an hour she has leapt, leapt, and leapt again
begun on a boulder, ended on the birch sapling
spawned three summers past now soaking up the stream
and wended she along her path
skeleton safety strand, traverse
stronger silver silk
chased over, reinforced to super strength suspension