Opting out of dark attics and dusty corners, this spider has decided
to spin its web on the trestle over an abandoned rail line. From
this vantage point, it has much to observe: the bustle of the beverage
distribution centers nestled under the el, locals with stringless
tennis racquets professing to be on their way to pick up a game,
and demented visitors climbing towers in search of high-quality
bolts.
What stares down
from above?
Perhaps in cooperation
with the spider,
this talisman guards the tracks.
shredded tracks
among the splinters,
old pop-top lids
jackpot!
a train crawls by
Notice the spider's 'head'-
it seems to be a WWI helmet