Huntsman Up My Shorts
Five in the morning
storm rumbles in distance
balmy, sweaty, thirsty
in the half light of dawn
I grab some shorts
from the work clothes draw
slip them on and a singlet
down some water
birds sing, crickets harmonize
When I fill another glass of water
I think something is odd
with these shorts
some big, hairy spider legs
protrude out from there
big huntsman up the left leg
goes back up to hide
I am awake now
I am sweating now
Thinking what best to do
I shake the leg a bit
feel the spider move around
my leg........
eventually it dropped
to the ground and disappeared
under the wardrobe
and I really am awake now.
Copyright © Uwe Stroh | Year Posted 2016
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