Montage

There
Is a spider on my side view mirror.
I notice her
When I am changing into
The fast-lane,
Too late to save her
From this ride. She does not move,
Clinging
To the only choice she has -

Spider
Web
Reflection of spider
Reflection of web -

Images
Of fleeting milestones, flickering
Like
A wild montage.

This house of hers
should be easy
To rip from its foundation…And yet,
No matter
How fast I drive
No matter
How much the wind warps

The spider is steadfast
And not one thread is broken.