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As I sat on my bathroom floor
I watched a spider
crawl up my white wall
its legs
were correct,
and perfect,
and sure, with every step.
and I wondered
what it would feel like on my skin
where it would travel
with those assured long legs-
if I wasn’t so scared
if I wouldn’t flick it off-
And so I let the spider be
I didn’t have the heart to harm
after such a strong connection
after being its friend
then my mother called me
at 11:08
and told me to go to bed
I hung up
and forgot about my friend
and asked my dad
to murder the spider crawling on the white wall.
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