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Spinnerets

9.28.2021

 

It’s all angles

And perspectives

 

Web’s a trap

 

But it’s also where

A spider calls it home

 

She calls it home

But then she turns around

And calls me lunch

 

She’s said she loved me

Now I’m caught in

Her web of lies

 

Can’t say

I like her perspective

A whole bunch

 

She said she’d take me

For a spin

But I could not find

The car to get in

Didn’t know the trouble I was in

Then turns as dark

As darkness gets

As I turn to face the spinnerets

 

Spinnerets

From spinnerets

Cocooned as tight

As webbing gets

Just finished lunch

But I’m up next

It turns as dark

As darkness gets

As I spin from the spinnerets

 

I should have known

When we first met

She picked me up

I’d won the bet

As I got in

And sat beside her

I saw her car

It was a Spyder

 

Now it’s as dark

As darkness gets

She spins me

From her spinnerets

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