Knight in Choir Robe

A spider lurks in the rafters
one Sunday during church,
descends to the alto section
dangles right above my hymnal.
I counter with a puff of air.
The beast floats off, but swings back,
brushing against my hair.
Overheating, I sway out of its way.
Observing my lack of decorum,
but not my dilemma, a tenor
whispers, "Are you OK?"
"Uh, there's this spider...."
His choir-robed arm thrusts
in the air. Several singers
turn toward the action,
while I feign nonchalance.

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