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How I learned to love the spider (still to this day)

When I still lived in San Jose
I was slowly realizing I was never
going to figure out the sorting system
at Michael’s, it made no sense—
all of my attempts amounted to never
quite getting it right, so I stopped trying
but that’s besides the point—
I was going home—

I lived not far from there at the time
and my friend Conrad had already
made himself at home
thru the sliding glass door of the apartment
a bottle of shitty wine hell yeah why not

then I looked up and saw the spider
on the ceiling right above my head

it was childish as hell—I wanted
to get it drunk—so I put it in a jar

I was going to release it—I made sure
it was sealed tight and used a safety pin
to poke air holes so it could breathe
and so I could give it wine—

but somewhere between poking air holes
and grabbing the bottle something
went wrong—

it was gone

     
                       still to this day he denies he did it

and I can’t remember him havin’ any chance anyway


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