Spider Powers

spider

Blow-drying my hair,
I accidentally blew
this spider
inches off course.
He carried
a bundle of dust
or other important
spider cargo
but the wind
stopped his journey.

I feared
I had killed him.

I’m so sorry,
little spider.

I waited.

I reached out
one finger.
The closer
it got to him,
the larger
it seemed.
Gently
I touched him.

He scurried up
the wall,
skated on
thread-legs
all the way
to the ceiling.

I have become
a person
who cannot
kill a spider.
 

One comment

  1. i don’t kill spiders either, but I have no such compunction about files or mosquitoes or stink bugs….
    I think it’s something about their webs and their long graceful legs. They have talent, don’t they?

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