To a Spider

Black lady in the sink--
every day I must decide
to kill you or let you live.

I drape a length of toilet paper
over the edge of our trap,
a path to lead you out
of that white enamel desert.

You ignore that road to freedom
until I turn my back
and in the dark you hurry
home like a scared girl
who can't escape her past.

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