5 seconds on Sunday morning

A thoroughly eclectic and superficial experience…

Silken skyways suspended
across an empty suburban path
(Cradled with parenthesis)
Scarped by two vines
Crystallised by swelling dew
Edgar Allen Poe on Acid 
Spiders spindle past-
Smoked in Sunday morning...
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