Cunning Fate

Cunning Fate

Arachnid like you lay in wait.

Your lair, carefully cultivated, awaits your groom.

Three times you have struck

To devour still warm flesh;

Death not pronounced

And yet you spring your trap.

Sweet sticky mucus enwraps your easy prey

With an awesome poison;

Paralysed to surrender, you drag another victim

Helpless in your loins

To the cunning fate you choose.

 

(15^th March 2010)

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

This is awesome. I plucked it out of the pile at random - such powerful visual imagery. A sneaky one for sure.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

About my ex wife lol! At least one of them!!

[s y e]

Oh dear lord! That gives me the heebie jeebies!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

So sorry sweet lady!

[s y e]

Haha, no worries!