The Spider As My Analogy For You Poem by RIC BASTASA

the black spider
with a yellow mouth
and invisible tongue
early in the morning
on the jack-fruit tree
webs its house, so
beautifully transparent
against the sun
it is art and functional
at the same time
a house of beauty
and a trap for prey

a fly is trapped and
breakfast is ready
at the center table of
its creation

full, the spider basks
in the rain as i watch it
still thinking about you
and your house of lies.