Specious arguments

We argued for a neat unified life its spidery dreams enough material for lyrical verse, its terms nature like filigree works of a spider circle hanging by roadside thorn tree ,here and going but expectantly postponed to  the returning camera.The argument of a life steeped in pearly lyrics was lost to spider snug in a silky wayside hexagon ,not usual concurrent lyric circles. But geometry is not our concern.

We argued to retain it in return a beauty to capture in the mind not on the dew of camera lyric.The camera turns out its beauty if put off , a fine lyric in making.We gestured acceptance in air.Our hands went up to a sunrise and we would turn a silhouette standing by the spider getting busy at its gathering dew pearls.

Our arguments sound specious always during our morning walks.


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