@ A Veritable Web
Fabricated distortions, disinformation
A veritable web is like the net a fish abhors.
A parasite thriving on the tree of life
Yellow leaves, like autumn though in spring.
A hundred faces, a chameleon would envy
A serpent in sleeve, or hidden in shoe.
Headless nails, once driven in; has anyone
Taken them out, unless broken is the log.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Veritable Quandary_Web @ works on paper,2009.
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