Constellations: A Night's Worth of Poems

Black Widow Spider

She spun a web around my heart

And held it in her grip

I tried real hard to loosen it

But nothing seemed to give

Then the rip that came upon the silk

Was easy, clean and clear

It left me feeling empty

Yet with nothing left to fear

Once before she said to me

Before the full moon sang

To the howls of those lonely wolves

Gently baring their white fangs

That one could not escape her wit

Her sharp and cunning charm

Crafty little spider

Always wanting to do harm

But somewhere in her beauty

Was there grace and calmness still

A mild breeze, a silent air

Just waiting for the kill

Black Widow Spider came to me

Hard and dark as night

Her giant eyes, her spindly legs

Had nothing left, no fright

She tried to spin her web again

But then I got away

If only to be chased by her

Again some other day