it lay poised
one tentative leg raised
searching out danger
on our dark wooden floor
my foot poised
bare foot
close enough to feel the bite
eight legs waited to pounce
outlined in the fading light
poise evaporated
time exploded
scream ... run ... laughter
plastic plastic plastic
spider
Friday, October 15, 2010
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