For some semitropical reason When the rains fall - Relentlessly they fall Into swimming pools, these otherwise bright and scary arachnids - They can swim a little But not for very long and they can't climb the ladder out. They usually just drown - but if you want their favor if you believe there is justice a reward for not loving the death of ugly and even dangerous (the eel; hog; snake; rats) creatures --- if you believe these things / than you would leave a lifebuoy or two - in your swimming pool at night And in the morning you would haul ashore the huddled, hairy survivors and escort them back to the bush - and know be assured that at least these saved, as individuals would not turn up again someday in your hat, drawer, or the tangled underworld of your socks - and that even -- when your belief in justice merges with your belief in dreams -- they may tell the others in a sign language - four times as subtle and complicated as man's ---- that you are good -- that you love them -- that you would save them again -- Thomas Lux
