Forgotten

The orb weaver forgot to reel her web in
When the sun came up,
It hung in day old streaming tatters

Like the carnival at closing time
Loss unforgiven, but forgotten 
In the fog of crowded, brittle cheer.

I'm the spider in this story
Left my heart clinging 
On my suit coat sleeve, it matters

Love like the ferris wheel run backwards
You're unforgiven, you're forgotten
In the clutching mob I grab a stranger's arm.