The Blue Spider Web

Its blue ring surrounds the web of a spider. It hangs from the wall waiting for its worshipers to gather. The hard edges are surrounded by the soft caress of feathers who gently nest it within their depths. The beads infest the web as if a child has put them there. They don’t belong yet somehow the worshipers accept them as truth. They follow it as if god has sent the ring. It has become their messiah. Yet I refuse to follow this inanimate object. Yet I refuse to surrender my mind; to the blue ring that has swallowed the spider’s web.


You guys are all welcome to guess what it is.