Spiders In Room 2
On the walls, in the bed,
Spiders even crawling
On my head.
Can’t kill these eight—eyed
And legged creatures of nightmares,
For they keep coming back.
Can’t make a move,
Because these spider ensnare me.
Cannot speak because the
Spiders creep up to my face.
Is this a dream,
Or is it real?
Maybe the side effects
Of a sleeping pill.
Two is the number of my room.
I pray the spiders will vanish.
Copyright © Dustin Dyson | Year Posted 2022
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