There's a spider in my bathroom, watching everything I do.
It watches me comb my hair, it watches me make poo.
He watches me in the shower, something like a human in a zoo.
He's even watching me now, as I write this note to you.
And you just might be thinking, oh wow, that's kinda cute.
But the thing is that you aren't aware of Peter for his truth.
We've been in here for a week...
or a month...
maybe 2?
I've been trapped in here with Peter
and I don't know what to do.
Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC
There's a spider in my bathroom, watching everything I do.
It watches me comb my hair, it watches me make poo.
He watches me in the shower, something like a human in a zoo.
He's even watching me now, as I write this note to you.
And you just might be thinking, oh wow, that's kinda cute.
But the thing is that you aren't aware of Peter for his truth.
We've been in here for a week...
or a month...
maybe 2?
I've been trapped in here with Peter
and I don't know what to do.
This is a repost from my old Poetizer account, with a bevy of revisions. Thoughts?
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