Perch on the Coil

The room went quiet. I scaled the bookshelf edge, then transferred my weight to the metal arm of the desk lamp above the table. It dipped slightly, testing my balance. I stayed motionless until the spring ceased vibrating. From up here, every corridor of the floor is visible in the dim light. I anchored my back appendages against the cool painted steel. A stable perimeter. I will hold this position for a while.