The light is too bright today
Keep it to yourself
I look abrasive to the touch
If you could hear my voice, I sound grievously self-righteous
As I should, I want to crouch in a corner like a tiny hairy little spider
You don’t need to notice me today
Rather ignore me, my past errors, hairy legs, and many eyes staring in disbelief at your disdain
I may sink my little fangs into anyone that gets too close today
Prickle at my presence, I won’t come out of my hidey hole until I have to eat
Question my motives, I have none other than to fulfill my dangerous assigned purpose
Little spider roaring mad with lack of ill motives
I’ve already blundered around another sharp corner
Noticed and targeted for my truthful hungry discouragement
I can neither sleep nor skitter away
Trapped by both my natural state of being and my unnatural surroundings
Both which momentarily keep me alive but make me want to unlive history
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