Rough-hewn iron
In the rain
No cars
No pets
Only cringing spiders
Webbed in sparkles
Under tree limbs
I watch them
And walk around them
Cautiously
Unwilling to feel the thread
Or their unwelcome legs
Unwilling to harm
Their world
My feet are only noise
Beneath me
My sweat no more a scent
Than newly fallen rain
And we are one
The night and me
Wet, glistening, new
We smile to each other
Knowingly
In parting
As dawn breaks.
