A False Sense
this giant white orb
of a spider is weaving
her web across the
night-vision lens of
the security camera
we set up
to guard the yard
after the last break-in
on the nightstand display
visible from the bed
she’s disproportionately large
dancing in a jittery determined
tightrope walk of horror
she does not know
we’re watching as
she weaves her web
causing the camera’s
software to focus in and out
a house is
never really safe
from crooks
and vandals with their graffiti paint
and now
mesmerized as
this arachnid spins
her strands of deadly wire
we sense for the first time
another world
of malevolence
beyond our control
that’s already in