You live perpetually
Underinformed, and yet you
Are a spinneret of thought—
Not the whole spider, mind you,
And not the gossamer thread—
An extravagant device
That combines the polymers
Produced by a spider’s life,
Then sends those legendary
Skeins of miracle ideas
Into the world to do things
Impossible without you
But so much greater than you,
The weavings, orbs, ambushes,
And world-sailing parachutes,
The irreproducible
Suite of silk adaptations
That undergird spider myths,
Since it seems impossible,
For so much from so little,
Thoughts tapestried of unknowns.
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Thought Extruding Structure
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