This large, sedentary spider
which shares our bathroom,
spending hours wiping droplets
from her leg hair,
has a dusting of animated poppy seeds
on her back.
Greetings, spiders, with whom we inhabit
common space;
and potoroo and magpie, also having a part
in us, and we with you.
Greetings to everyday epiphanies;
not forgetting you insects,
in bodiliness our brothers;
and you, the unseen forms
which might infect, or assist,
being heirs with us and all the other creatures
which walk, crawl, fly, slide, multiply,
divide or stay put;
joint heirs of such molecular inheritance
that where our skin stops,
our bodies do not stop,
greetings.