“what is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.” Charles Addams
It's Only A Spider As soon as you think it, there it is, coefficient, a leg too soon, all long and furry, dangling down from your hair, joined by others as you feel it move, then see its body, its eyes, along your furrow groove, and you sit up in bed and open your mouth with a scream, but it bears no sense of your irrational theme and scuttles away across the vast doona wilderness as you hunt for its end, forgetting again, that it's only a spider. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
