Golden Roof

I watched a time-elapse video of a family remaking a roof from its original wooden state into a golden one. They took each wood-shingle and replaced it with a gold one. Finally they created a shining cross to place at the top of an improvised golden steeple. On the ground around the new church I was charged with pouring fresh water to boil out toad-eyes which peered out through cracks on the ground and shot out poison gas at passersby.

In my backyard I remembered that I often dreamed of spiders as, this time, I dreamed of killing spiders with bug spray--shooting it into their web cushions in brush and tree-poles, as big tarantula monsters hopped between pine-tops