Dear Sir,

I watch you from the ceiling,
your coffee requests more sugar.
Something about the clothes and the shoes is off,
you shouldn’t have patched up all the holes.
Grab the day like a knife,
the weight your life keeps growing,
the agreement with the mirror has been cancelled
and you are turning fat.
Tomorrow I will hang before your nose,
perhaps you could please feed me?
Sincerely,
The Spider

Dear spider,

just yesterday the bat gave birth in a corner of the attic, her tasty eggs float in the air.
I haven't learned to drive, to debone fish, to read newspapers.
I have two useless dog teeth and a flobert gun.
I have made a deal with the morning coffee,
I respect the decision of the mirror.
I no longer set traps for birds,
each day I head to the river and shoot the waters.

Yours,C.