I love The Black Widow

I taste The Black Widow
she seduces me with the sun
how it rises in a mundane way
her poison I smoke, I drink
I lubricate for masturbation
download her pornography
I pretend she's screaming my name
and pretend it's her hair I'm pulling
and not mine

The Black Widow watches me
as I curiously feel the sharp edge
of the knife, how it can easily slice
I think about my nicotine throat bleed
until it is dry
She suggests the noose, tying it tight
my voice might not utter another excuse
as The Black Widow takes a bite
out of Adam's forsaken apple

She lays on her back and spreads all
eight dark legs, begging me to penetrate
that red hour glass, so her miserable hours
can secrete all over my erect passion
as the acid eats away the desperate flesh
I thrust and I thrust, as The Black Widow moans
with all eight dark legs scratching at my back
and then, I ejaculate into darkness

After lighting a cigarette, I think about why
I just fucked a deadly spider
why I tasted her poison on my tongue
and had a good time
it doesn't make the snow
outside this cobweb house melt
but then again, perhaps
nothing will