The Web

This poem explains itself, but I still wanted to include it in my blog:


                    Each day
                                  brought
                    no word
                                  from
                    her long
                                  lost
                    friend, but
                                  still
                    hope held
                                  like
                    the fly
                                  trapped
                    and wrapped
                                  by
                    the web
                                  of
                    the spider
                                  in
                    the corner.
                                  Only
                   when the
                                  spider
                   would move
                                  would all
                   this be
                                  resolved.