Monday, 18 January 2016

Aridnead - Princess of Spiders

Staring through the razor web,
Her eyes pools of ichor
She clutches strands of wire

In her parlour of black ice,
A cup of poisons offered
Beneath a multitude of saucer eyes

A  drink to chase away the terror
of her embrace,
Body numb with expectance

She  smiles needles and scurries forward,
Barbed legs bring no pain as they sink in
To willing flesh

Leaning in to inhale your death-musk,
Blackened lips clasp on to  your own
A dessicated form is dropped

Remains join the others,
Strewn upon the cavern floor
A warning to those who dare to act as predator near her

Feasted, she slumbers anew
Limbs furling around her distended womb
The brood spreads

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