Cobweb

I walked
into a cobweb
and felt at home.
Wall, not cobweb.
Hole, not wall.
Mind, not hole.
Puddle, not mind.
Quicksand, not puddle.
Bed, not quicksand.
Nails, not bed.
Swimming pool, not nails.
Memory, not swimming pool.
Memory, not memory.

© Carl Burkitt 2023

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