Paralyzed
like a spider
checking in on his victim
tied up, entangled …
makes me think
of a bad dream
worsened
the familiar feeling of
waking up to the news of death

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that first call alerts him,

eight legs run to the cot,

threads stream behind,

silken, the best he's got

each year they tighten,

vibrations excite more,

never stops watching,

repairs those that tore

escaping is impossible,

your destiny unfurling,

a decade like a second,

years like nets whirling

this one will never age

anymore than his web,

th...

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it makes me sweat even now

such sheer terror left its mark

there's nothing worse than a

child imprisoned in the dark

she'd blame me for being bad

I'd struggle but to little avail,

hoisted in the black cupboard

dusty, warm, beyond the pale

bent in two and scared of mice

heard her laughter downstairs

something tickling my shoulder

the silk touch of spider's...

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Gossamer-silk strands wove into artwork, 
Hung on bramble, glistening with morning dew, 
Frail as a whisper, destroyed by one rainfall 
And the artist must start his creation anew.

But don't be fooled by its delicacy! 
The web holds a license to kill 
Its grip of death with embrace you 
And its Monster, concealed, lurks in shadows, so still. 

So when dancing, nonchalant, through the ai...

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Lair Of The Snow Spider

there are domains so deep

that no one will tread

so dark that they are blind

in these dank places

the air is still and

sound is soft and mute

into this darkness

snow falls

settling in the nooks

and crannies

dusting the branches

with its ice grasp

can you hear it

the soft sly scuttle

of a many l...

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BLACK WIDOW

The air is chilled,

the night has eyes

that watch the lovers

in the shadows.

Uncertainty

in sinful eyes,

that hold the fear

where no-one goes.

A prowling man-trap,

scented breath,

arrogance

to hold her own

in crowded rooms

that smell of death,

when you're singled out

and on your own.

Black Widow comes

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Once I knew a spider

wore Doc Martens on his feet,

eight hole on eight hairy legs

he wasn’t too discrete.

He rode a lengthy shadow

while he stomped around the floor

this micro “muy macho”

unabashedly cocksure

I trapped him in a glass one night

And told him at the door

“My wife she doesn’t like you

don’t you come around no more”

B...

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Threadbare though his home may be,

The spider doesn't mind;

He takes to tea the passing flea

And others of his kind.

The spider can be found online,

A host beyond compare;

He's always having guests to dine,

His larder's seldom bare.

He likes to welcome company by

To watch his skill at weaving;

But when they think it's time to fly,

They fin...

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