SPIDER Left, right, up, and downMy trap is set for my meatI catch the morning dew, which is so sweetBut alas the wind blowsFrom its height my trap goesTo my work I return with a frownLeft, right, up, and down Others are Reading Opened Eyes FLARE on GOD 104 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Finding Peace Within Yourself Shower of Love Untitled Poem 4 Tightrope Walker Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * 7 + = eleven