In The Web

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 In The Web

“Poetry is a fresh morning spider-web telling a

story of weaving and waiting during a night.”

--Carl Sandburg.

Two steps forward, and one step back; and so it

goes. Bureaucratic bullshit, iron-clad protocols, 

fascism, white supremacy, political-medical-legal

double-speak, deep-rooted prejudices regarding

race and morality, truth vs. lies, information vs.

misinformation, soaring crime, police brutality,

and the uncrossable chasm between the super

wealthy and the rest of us. Add to that the burden of 

being a septuagenarian with a permanent disability, 

and too often I feel like a fly caught in a giant spider-

web, half-cocooned and not looking forward to being 

something’s next meal. 

Regardless, my spirit is resilient, and I refuse to accept 

the pitiful role of victim. I am bombarded yet I stand.

I am assaulted, dehumanized, cheated, taken advantage 

of, insulted and disrespected, yet my eyes still shine, and 

my heart is still strong. I may forget your name, but I still

love you.

Glenn Buttkus

Prosery

Posted over at d'Verse Poet's Pub