6/25/91- Czech Insect

                                           6/25/91
                                     Prague,3AM
 
                 Czech Insect
    
         Per chance to look upon the night
         Street sounds not accountable to be
         Quiet river says not a word
         Yet still I must look and listen
         A window with limits two screws hold fast
         For safety and lower rates I'd guess...
 
         The camera's eye just barely fits
         Earlier I'd found out;
         To extend my range I'd have to break
         A spider web or two
         They stayed intact,the window open
         Half a day walked by
         Now I return to find complete
         Web,trap and keeper,silent street
         A roommate hunting,waiting still
         Behind the whispering curtain.
 
         Some dream of and fear my welcome company
         As he moves like a windy speaker cone
         When trying to close out window wise
         Find it will destroy his art
         Gently window returns to place
         I won't disturb him now.
 
         A tangled web we weave it's true
         Symmetry we never learned
         My friend rigged his in just one day
         Another lesson I need take heed
         Delicate,ironclad,sticky,necessary
         We both build art as we breathe.
 
         Old webs can break and still we live
         New ones catch the day
         As a trolley flashes lightning my way
         I see him waiting there
         Perhaps he'll catch more later
         While I catch some sleep of my own.