I have always thought
a spider web is a crack
in reality,
like a stone
thrown at glass
a moment before it shatters and falls,
held together by
belief.
I dare step beyond that sign
into the fictional
and imaginary world beyond.
When I turn my head,
the cobweb is still there.
And this poem can be read once again,
and it will still make perfect sense.
~Roshini ✨