There is something about spiders
and I do not mean it in the nice,
naughty, sexy way
as it is about Mary.
Its nasty and eeky
and totally
creepy.
The kind of thing
you feel
while watching those
people-devouring -creatures
in a sci-fi-horror flick.
You know when they
turn themselves
inside out
and start swallowing
a writhing screaming person
without bothering to kill him first.
It is like the feeling of
stepping on slime-
slug-slime
not snail-slime
(snails are rather cute
and you need not touch them
just let them live their
slow quiet lives).
But spiders are hairy
and so the slime and ooze
is not there
but the feeling it evokes is
manifold- at least eight fold.
Hairy, eight legged
eight eyed too
digesting their
still living prey
while it struggles to free itself
in a stickily beautiful web.
Robert Bruce learnt
to fight again
poems were written
tales told of
dewdrops on gossamer
and stronger than spun steel
scientists proclaim this fabric.
But it stretches across doors
and through ceilings
obfuscating memory
gathering dust
and dewdrops
and luring
some hapless insect
to its doom.
and the weaver
spins more stickiness
and artfully arranges
evil personified.
Of course there are the non-webmakers
they make trapdoors
lined with spun silk
a soft doom
for some
hapless
creature
down in the food chain.
Sting it with venom
that digest it
even while paralyzing
and then eating the remains.
Chain of life
the inevitable explanation-
is that why a hapless male
is a healthy post-coital snack?
Web spun
trap set
eight legged horror
sits waiting
spinning more doom
in its head
watching and scanning
unseen, yet seeing
slowly descends
an invisible thread
then another
and another
more stickiness
criss cross
through the room
to the right and the left
midways too
invisible so undisturbed
weaving
weaving
planning
maybe joined by a legion
fresh meat
is good
if it be warm blooded
through here and there
let it not escape
the human prey.
2 comments:
Scary, Creepy creatures and your poem had that mood of showing off that trait of theirs.
Well put.
Ewww Alankrita. Got that primitive fear in me rising just reading this one. Job well done (I guess)
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