Spider Web

The wings of madness fly free around me. Angels are not in view. I sit for one portrait, maybe two. Regal laws all charged against me and the untouchable "crimes" too. I am here, in sentient being form, and I must move against my own victories and always be marked as defeat. Knowing comes, but the liasons of those with upper deck seats always come back to haunt me. The mercurial nature of SPIDERS leave the weaving to be a diplomacy that I no longer believe or support. I run sideways as the spider monkeys salute me from inside their Como Zoo cage. A prince can be a direct deceit, or the burden that has always been placed on me. I choose differently. I say NO to the whole scene. I have a charming and direct RESURRECTOR. He and I will obey to keep all of the rest of you away. PRIVACY is that important to him and me. Larceny with a person faking my name or signature will NEVER let you all get away. I sprinkle a dash of fertile topics out there into the air and I get in the car and DRIVE.