Black widow,
crawling up my arm, you ask me a favor.
(Your many eyes winking in my direction.)
You want to tuck me into the bed
that you let your body wined.
Black widow,
This is the last night in my own skin.
Will you sleep with me tonight, without your bite?
I'm so cold,
and your venom sends chills down my spine.
Black widow,
I saw you on your web last night-
whispering to your spitted twine.
The vibrations sang out the most lovely melody
which is how you catch your flies.
Black widow,
your red scar speaks
Time will run out before you die.
you need another boyfriend to skin alive
so you have somewhere you can hide.
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