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Spiders

As he sat in the dark .
He smiled .
And all the while .
The walls and the ceiling,
smiled back .
It was their little secret .

Although the coke can was empty ,
he poured out another Vodka anyway 
Back went his head
As it slid down his throat .
Put the fire back in his belly again .

When he opened his eyes,
the spiders were gone
Only four hours,
and a quarter of a bottle left.

Would the spiders get him before Dawn ? 

Giajl © Jim Love