Do Not Fear The Intimate

I like it when I wake up 

and see a spider, that resides 

in the top left corner of my ceiling,

has moved its web 

and now hangs there, unmoving 

off the edge of my shelf which 

is mounted above my bed

it is funny to imagine it making      its      way      over

                                             that    it    might    have    crawled 

                                                                    over my face 

                                                      while I slept

                                    that  it  heard  my  snoring,  

                                                 or was somehow listening 

                                                      the night before 

                                               while I wept