Spiders

Mandala drawn for the first
Into this place

Sister's design thy fate
Am I one?

My kind asks for me
And so I will

The hole in ours souls
Fulfil my bare hands

Read between the lines
Of our mind

Expose me naked stringed up
So I'll fly

I've plotted this big scheme
To prove a thing

You will never know
As I'm laughing in the background