No she hasn't lost a husband, but she might as well had.
A finance is good enough to explain the damage that dwells in her eggs.
I haven't met a spider so deadly, so attracted to the sweetness and kindness
- does she look at it as weakness.
The praying mantis, bite off my head after we mate.
*not nearly as close to the match we speak of
I think she thinks I'm the spider hawk, the delicate animal that paralyzes the tarantula,
when my babies hatch they will eat her from the inside out while she's conscious and breathing
I hope they tear her limb from limb and feed on her corpse like a delicate treat.
But she calls me cute little boy, like the lesbian that called me princess
My anima, my feminine psyche, they intrigue and disgust, I'm in touch with my sexuality
Oh its ok for her animus to be intact, her boyish features don't bother me,
but when a man is emotional the spider will feed
and find every excuse to tear me apart
*note to self, when one finds themselves wrapped around the arm tentacles of the octopus, don't mistake it for clinging and loving behavior. It is only the animals natural extinct to fear and if the beak was large enough to feed on my overgrown body than I would have found a sudden retreat from this existence. Unfortunately not worth the bother.
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