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[aid] => mick
[title] => transformation
[time] => 2003-08-23 20:05:00
[hometext] => just something that was buzzing around in my head. a life altering bargain with the things i loathe the most. well, not THE most, but in the top five.
[bodytext] => the wind blew softly as i let them in slitting my torso wide as i lay in the grass without hesitation the spiders crawled in they all marched at the same pace as if this were the plan all along i could hear wolves baying in the distance as the fangs of my assassins pierced the pain was sweet and nostalgic like a blurry memory, of a pain long ago i tried to cry, i knew i should but, it seemed that i was beyond tears once the eggs were in place the spiders left me and i quietly sewed myself back together so much time passed as i housed my enemies shuddering with anticipation and disgust at what i was doing i could feel them when they hatched the strange tickling of a million legs marching up my throat pouring out of my mouth and nose like a vivid display of death when they left, i felt so hollow so alone empty nest syndrome i guess but, the payment came soon enough my extra legs began to sprout a few weeks after the hatching and soon after, my entire body morphed into the shape that i had desired my fangs were like ebony scythes dripping venom far deadlier than any i had spewed before and as the transformation drew to an end i made my first web in the woods now, i wait, patiently for some fool child or drunken hunter to stumble into my transparent trap my legs, all of them, twitch with anticipation at the thought of my first new meal [comments] => 3 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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