The Infiltrator

One
strand
suspends
her like a
jewel thief dangling
silent over priceless treasure
unseen by sensors
unaware
of her
eight
legs.

I haven't done a fibonacci in a while... It's fun to build and recede by sequence. Thanks to Bekkie Sanchez [@bekkieswonderland; capriciouspoet.wordpress.com] for introducing me to the form years ago.

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