spiders/ spiders/ i cringe from spiders/
crawling
spiders/ falling spiders/ angry spiders/ bite/
extremely fast moving spiders/ stable & unstable
spiders/
very lonesome solitary spiders/ beneath
the kitchen table spiders/
spiders' eyes/ spiders
hiding in pegs/ shivering/ quivering/ hairy meaty
legs/
stomach cramping legs/ scampering legs/ too
many legs for my liking/
spiders spiders/ i despise
them/
shuddering spiders/ shrubbery spiders/ biscuit
tin & oven spiders/ garden spiders/
spiders behind
the ironing board/ spiders lost/ suspended in jars
of turpentine/
crouching within the pages of those
hideous insect books/
spiders in living colour/ or
simply living spiders/ hanging upside down from
ceilings/
a spider coming home/ bounding up your
forearm/
rushing up your leg from the dark depths
of your bed/
spiders in your sleeping bag/ spiders
in the tent/ in suitcases/
wardrobes/ bassinets/ in
filing cabinets/ in books/
don't forget to check
your shoes/ your socks/ spiders inside loving
darkness/
big fangs/ angry spiders/ losing legs/
spiders in bathroom towels/ toilet rolls/
spiders
too big to squash with a shoe/ a half maimed spider
rushing under your bed/
now suffering under there
somewhere/ shivering pain/ angry/ agony/
do spiders
cry?/ do they seek revenge?/ do they?/
will that
spider crawl into your bed/ dying & biting your
stomach to threads?/
it will/ spiders do/
strip down
the bed/ sleep in your flatmate's room/ or your
mother's room/ or another room instead/
don't go back
for a week or two/ & pray it doesn't come to you/
starve the little bastard out/ feeling petrified &
really guilty about it/
spiders that play dead until
you touch them/ spiders that spring into being
suddenly/
jabbing your thumb with their dribbling
fangs/ falling from trees down the back of your
shirt/
the whistling bird spider that eats dogs/ the
flying night spider that barks at frogs/
fucking
big spiders/ the solitary fang/ the dream spider
existing as a sexual organ/
spiders twice as big
with twice as much poison/
when all loathsome
spiders are dead & squashed & gone & bottled in
turpentine/
then the cockroaches will come