The Dumbening

I snapped
Out of a hypnotic sleep
To find spiders
Snaring folks
In copper webs
Humming from the shoulders
Of steel crucifixes

I wanted to warn them
To arm them
For what seemed
Like a fighting chance
But the longer I watched
The more I realized
Just how over
The war really was

The victims still floating
Amongst the strands
Apparently unaware
Of their own passing