I saw it drop down
from the roof of the car
into the open driver side window
I held my breath,
I hoped you wouldn’t notice it.
You pulled into the suicide lane
A car pulled up behind you.
Then you saw the spider.
You did not go.
You began to blow at it.
You tried to make it go out the window.
It did not go.
You began to curse. “Fuck! Shit! Why?!”
The spider took its leave.
The guy in the car behind us
pulled forward angrily
Passed us
Flipped you off
You should just tell him at the light,
I said
Just yell to him out your window
“There was almost a spider on me!”
Then he will be remorseful.