Dance of Death

[virtuoso]

Black spider in sun's shadow contrite
In translucent web whiter than day
In homespun threads canard to miswrite
Temperate groom above fray must lay
Finite lines, infinity's gaps invite
Trap door falling only to sun's rays
Silky fibers slow cadence does requite
Adhesive bands each, timid tap pays
Ballasting chords, worry and fright,
Fragile strings in soft chorus sway
Sticky soles the dance rhythm slights
Captive heart yields to passion play