traped to the nest by spider webs

I am left
a little less
in each contorted way
you claim to love
or control me

and in this distance
between us
I search for something
to understand
your love with
something
to stitch the wounds with
something
that hurts less
something
like friendship

and you can clip my wings
to control my life
so I can't fly
but it only drives
me further off
into that distance
between us
searching for
a little more
to bridge the gap
as it widens