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I have several black widows living under my trailer here. I still have several black widows living under my trailer here.

My neighbors call me crazy.

Casey

What type of black widow are you referring to?
My father died when I was quite young. Mom thought I wrote the poem about her.
If you have several widows of the human kind under your trailer, your neighbors may be right.(joke)
Jill

jillian0108 wrote:What type of black widow are you referring to?
My father died when I was quite young. Mom thought I wrote the poem about her.
If you have several widows of the human kind under your trailer, your neighbors may be right.(joke)
Jill

Nope, these are the real thing. I used to smoke at night in a chair leaning up against the trailer. One night I dropped my reading glasses (which I store on top of my head when away from the computer), went and got the flashlight to find them. Not 8 inches from where my arm would rest on the chair was this enormous black widow - and the flashlight made it that much cooler because she cast a shadow about 10 incher wide on the concrete below. No ceilings out there fortunately, so no roof repair was necessary. I just had to climb back down from the tree.

Suffice it to say I get exercise now by walking around when I smoke after dark.

I did kill that one (I must admit - at least I think she's gone but I didn't watch after spraying her with the spider stuff), but her babies are having a ball under there now, webs all over the place. We all co-exist now.

My neighbors call me crazy, but honestly? I'm just plain lazy. :-)

Casey

Gillian,
Like your poem very much of the femme fatale psyche. Almost like the experiment today, when particles will collide of complete opposites, yet will merge into the abyss of infinity. I have always been interested in duality and the attraction thereof. There is also a dark feel to your poem which makes it very sinister but the end result is the union and back to the source. Keep writing, I enjoyed this.

Georges.

She ravishes him
while he dreams.

Sounds like a good way to "go" for a man who wants to be a victim.

The Kiss of the Spiderwoman springs to mind.

Georges

Jillian,

Ahh, latrodectism (never said that word before nor enjoyed it, personally).
Of a spider web, there's also "So Long Marianne," where the lyrics say,"I'm
standing on a ledge and your fine spider web is fastening my ankle to a stone."