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The Poetry of Donall
Dempsey
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OH WHAT A TANGLED WEB WE WEAVE
by Donall Dempsey
Tiny spider
crawls
the jigsaw
scattered all over
the floor
looking every bit
as puzzled as
I
as to where
& how
It all fits
together.
It sits
on one
part of an eye.
I hold the other
part of the eye
between my
fingertips.
Hey! We’re
doing alright!
In silence
we both look for and find
a mouth.
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