Black Widow

It crawls up my shoulder
Into my ear
Still enough for me to see it
Feel it
Think it.

All life outside and around it is grey.

Nothing of the physical could penetrate this creature.

It finds the many webs that keep this forest together
Upright and sturdy.

It’s gnarly old bark weary and tired from past onslaughts.

This mist of this forest holds heavy.

She has found males.

Now watch her regurgitate and digest him.

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