So here I am in the middle of the day,
Curtains closed sunglasses on.
Was told, "cheer up things can only get brighter".
I bloody well hope not !!!


I have a little spider,
In the corner of my eye.
Why it lives there I know not why:
When it's time for them to hatch,
I'm sure that I will die.

So I went down to the doctor,
She told me it was the tearing
Of the retina in my eye.They
still look like little spiders,
Or maybe they could be flies.

I see them darting up the wall,
Some I try to brush aside.
But I can't get rid of them at all,
They're always there, They never
seem to fall. Little spiders and flies,
Climbing up and down the wall.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-05-21 at 00:03

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alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
Are we in the museum of horrors or what?
so far from what the advertising show us

D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
This reminds me of my father in law - who had the heeby jeebies from drink; he liked talking to his imaginary phantoms - not that the same is the same for you Alan.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I've had those. They're very distracting. I hope that yours go away soon.