Victory Repeats Itself

But the whole entire time,
he was looking in my eyes
one by one–which took a long time
because I am a spider.
I do spider things, you know,
and these are my fangs.
But anyway, you know how sometimes
a morning looks at you, and you feel,
somehow, acknowledged? And then
everything you weave for the rest of that day
is stronger, more catching, and you can
carry on your spider business for a long time,
just from that one drop of water.

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