Glamour and fame,
like predators’ webs,
designed to lure
unsuspecting prey.
Droplets of dew,
of unequaled brilliance,
offered on gossamer nets
and the snares,
with every struggle,
signal the spider.
No matter how hard the fight
silk threads hold them in place.
First one and then another
these bloodless corpses
arranged for future feasting
caught in the trap of glamour and fame.
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