Spider Whine

I will admit that every once in a great while
there is a small demonstration of admiration for my web..

But even then the light needs to hit the web just so
and it is not allowed to be in a “disapproved” place.

Then there are the usual complaints and childish fears of being “caught in my web”

Although really that is the point after all.

I produce my version of arachnid architecture and I dutifully repair it every day.

All out of my own butt.

From my own body come forth shooting stars

Yet the world doesn’t pause in gob smacking wonder.

Hardly

The fact is I am not valued.  Heck I’m not even liked.

And to top it off I even destroy the insects you hate.
I eat them.

Yet I get no thanks whatsoever. And most of the little buggers aren’t even tasty. I do it because it is my job.

It’s who I am.