I watched
out of the corner of my eye,
I watched a spider
c r a w l
across the acoustic ceiling above my bed.
It was there,
just to the
side
of my vision.
It
moved
in
brief
flashes,
always frozen when my head moved.
I looked up
as it looked
down.
It, reflected twice.
Me, eight times.
I blinked,
it was gone.
I stayed in bed.