To the spiders, in light of my moving: I am sorry, spiders. For - TopicsExpress



          

To the spiders, in light of my moving: I am sorry, spiders. For years, you have built and maintained your home in the recesses behind my furniture. For years, you have raised your young unmolested by the giant who dwells in this apartment. For years, you have attempted symbiosis with that giant by keeping his dwelling free or nearly-free of insect invaders. For years, you have not bothered me. And then today I moved my bookshelf, and I saw you. And your webs. And your nests. And you panicked. And you fled. And I panicked. And I murdered you. I chased you down with newspaper and shoes and chemical sprays. I tore down your homes And I mashed them into wisps of nothing, spread upon the air and into the carpet as nothing but so many molecules. I am sorry. But, in another sense, I am not sorry at all.
Posted on: Tue, 01 Oct 2013 23:54:42 +0000

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