Fear, like a tarantula,
descends on me, lands
on my sense of responsibility
I am unhinged, panicked
think only of casting it off
repulsed by its ugliness
its unbearable horror
its unnatural weight
and then I remember
that terror can be illusory
and tarantulas are fragile too
and I control my impulse
recognize that it is threat
that activates attack,
relax into the situation and
let the intrusion crawl away.