weft and warf

tenderness is the surest way to pierce a heart
made stony by neglect
made languid by self preservation
angry by way of circumventing pain
desiring of every whimsical toy
daydreamed to a transparent presence
delighted by scraps

see her regard the strong as they lay aside their armour
with suspicion, with sudden clear vision
with respect, and hopefulness

the webs weaves itself, weaves each
vibrations thrumming through the whole