Spiders
big, black and hairy
eight quickly moving thick legs ~
tarantula's twin
dead flies, ants and moths
caught in the huge sticky web ~
your dinner tonight
hiding and lurking
making a home in my room ~
a scary nightmare
colorful and drab
I never think you're pretty ~
a grotesque creature
winter air kills you
unless you can sneak inside ~
no vacancies here
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2020
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