A Spider’s Web in the Bathroom

There’s a spider’s web above my shower.

It stretches from the top of the door to the roof.

A single thread that glitters from the light streaming from the electric globe above.

It is covered in moisture from my hot shower reminding me of morning dew.

When I open the door, it shivers gently as the gust of air shakes it.

There’s a spider’s web above my shower.

It is a gift from a delicate creature and the only thing in my bathroom that wasn’t made by humans.