Spider In The Drain Poem by Susan Lacovara

Regretting the slip into the sink
The spider, in the drain
Falling beneath the rimmed edge of safety
Not enough legs to grasp a hold
Secure the staying power
Water rushes, ungluing last chance
Of remaining above the surface
Pulled D
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And as if to say, 'I surrender'
The spider, gone from sight, away
Reminds me of the daily struggle
My own, to stay on the porcelain platform
Of keeping afloat, aware, attentive
To the crash of currents
And current circumstance
That present a danger of swallowing me, unseen
Is there enough time
To climb to higher ground...
Again, again, again...
With legs that steal strength
From a weary, wobbly wishful soul
As small as any insect could be
Against the threat of sliding
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She, drained...
And the spider, in the drain