Her love was like a thousand spiders in a glass jar
Beckoning for my desire with its monstrosity
Legs and jaws intertwined enmeshed in limbo
It seductively called my name
Begging to be free despite the havoc it promised to unleash
Eyes staring in silent supplication
How could I not break the jar and release this evil creature of despair
Watching it scatter about the floor
Clambering up the walls to disappear
Leaving only cobwebs behind
Sometimes in the darkness I see her love woven into a web
And think I hear the call of an evil creature in the night air
Denying it was I who released the spider
I return to bed
An outcast alone
Among the tattered broken ruins
Of this once beautiful world.
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