A Web of Deceit

 

A transparent woven membrane

partially concealed in a corner of the room

Barely noticeable and constructed with no warning

its architect lay concealed and out of sight

 

It was a trap of indiscriminate stealth

as the faintest movement alerted the predator

Nothing was spared, no prisoners were taken

the architect devoured all who came his way

 

Moths and butterflies captured in a frenzy

blue bottles and mosquitos quickly dispatched

The trap was á la carte in its appetite

or so it seemed to the naked eye

 

Some insects were a delicacy of taste

others the icing on the cake

Not one was rejected or set free

even their remains were for afternoon tea

 

The predator moved with speed and voracity

he gradually grew as he consumed with rapidity

He lived in darkness and was barely visible

with no sign or sound to betray his malign presence