05/06/2020

Spider

I'm currently sharing my work space with a spider. I've explained to him that it's not a safe place for such a little fellow but he insists. He's spun a line from the main table to the tip of a pallet knife in a jar of pallet knives on a different table and has been coming and going all morning. I'm trying to be a good neighbor but am worried  this won't go well for him. I'm not sure he can see me, or if he does, what makes of me but he did stop and look at me as I explained the dangers of hanging out in such a cluttered, always getting shuffled around place. I offered to move him out with Plantie on the balcony but he doesn't seem inclined.


—UPDATE—
Spider
is now
making his way
out from under the glass
Worlds beyond the glass



2 comments:

Roy said...

A little spider poem I was told years ago:
Little spider on the wall,
Ain't you got no sense at all?
Can't you see that wall's been plastered?
Get off the wall, you little spider.

Jr. high humor . . .

asha said...

That is delightful. Thanks for sharing it. :))