The Spider - Momus

A sentimental spider serves no purpose in her life

I just make her sad after the act

She remembers no delights, she remembers fights

Awful days in Venice and those horrid Paris nights

She’s not one to kill a fellow spider in cold blood

She believes in doing it when she’s hot

When the place and time are ripe for the crime

If she can’t have me nobody can

The spider who swallowed her man

Don’t tamper with evidence at the scene of a crime

Leave the sticky web and the cocoon

Leave her plunging fangs in my abdomen

Leave my legs still wriggling even as she swallows them

Latrodectus Mactans I am the gift I bring

Nutrition for our putative offspring

We both know the truth: I have no further use

And once you’ve had me nobody can

The spider who swallowed her man