There is a dragonfly trapped in a spider-web waiting for its executioner to appear;
Instead of one, there are two predators patiently waiting to devour it alive, “Oh Dear!!!”
Just when I thought this must be the end of it, there comes yet another;
Surely this is the one who will finally light the funeral pyre… Be still my beating heart!
For the Spider Prophet who walks in the sunlight brings indescribable rapture;
While I spied with my eye, the Devil standing on the sideline stifling his wicked laughter.
A rose by any other name …
The beast was here all along…