The harmless bathroom spider Lives in a crack in the wall
The harmless bathroom spider Sees nothing at all
The harmless bathroom spider Speaks but does not make a sound.
Doesn’t move an inch, or cover any ground. Against the wall he can be found Spindly legs, so delicate they break: A hammer to glass A soul to shake. Insnaring invisible bathroom flies What does he like to eat?
Looks quite cute sometimes Yet you always keep one eye open - Just in case he flies
Then one day when you’re in the shower Soapy suds and rushing heat Your time is nearly up Heart skipping a beat The bathroom spider sees it And jumps right on your back
Now you sit upon the wall as everything fades to black By Sam Fawcett...
‘Soapy suds and rushing heat your time is nearly up’
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Published by Parisian Poetry
What makes us human, I believe is becoming to be stamped out. Words are so important, both spoken and on the page. Words make up the most powerful elements of our humanity. So, I'm feeling supersonic, why me why not?
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