A huge spider invited herself
last night
for pasta and cheese sauce
She made no conversation
but was content to be
the topic of it,
standing boldly
as she did
beside the flowers
She ate and ran,
leaving dirty dishes
and won’t be invited back
Doris made sure of it,
chased her down
and chastised
the haughty little bitch
by memorializing her
in the ice cube tray
Doris was so pleased
with herself
she caught the hiccoughs
laughing
and almost choked to death
on a mouthful of garlic toast