Entering an old house,
Cobwebs tug at you.
Like memories.
Black midnight. Loo trip.
Gentle touch across my cheek.
Aaargghh! Bastard spider!
Bathroom. Silverfish.Scurrying, yuck! (I should mop.)Cobweb grows… they're gone!
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Black midnight. Loo trip.
Gentle touch across my cheek.
Aaargghh! Bastard spider!
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Bathroom. Silverfish.
Scurrying, yuck! (I should mop.)
Cobweb grows… they're gone!