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[aid] => mick
[title] => Spider Nest
[time] => 2005-05-03 10:37:49
[hometext] => I was paralized
[bodytext] => It had been raining for days Finger lightning on display Frighting residents of the southwest Florida coast Most older of course Retiries living in condominians I'm a matainance man come down from Michigan I used to live on the Thumb Unemployment is why I come Every morning we get these storms By afternoon its way too warm I work with another man He is younger and goes by Den Pay in Florida is way too low Our work is easy and normally slow Most days we have time to scout the beach The young prettry girls are mostly out of reach Nice to look at though String bikinies and braws so low On the side Den and I are gigalos The money is good if you don't mind your loving old Widows pay well for the service Lonesome and in need many turn to this old vice Hey You gotta make a living Besides Den and I believe in giving After these morning rains it always gets warm Then nasty are the insects that swarm Biting both man and beast Then the spiders come to feast I have never never liked spiders Just the thought and I shudder Big and black with beady eyes Running pouncing on the sand catching flies Spiders are more animial than insect The make me cringe and I almost feel sick The way they eat their prey The way they poison it to save it for another day Dennis and I just recived a call There's a water leak at condaminian four Damn There goes our day on the beach Bye Bye bikinies and sun taned cheeks At the condaminian we had to shut the water off at the street Water was running at our feet Damn We had a job on our hand There was a broken main right in the basement We would have to brake through the cement This would take a day to complete Den and I got our work sheet Bottled water was given to the residents Complaints were percistant We pumped out the water to enter in The basement was filled with wet sand Where the main was there is a big hole Sand piled as if by a giganic mole I walked over to get a look inside I saw what looked like two huge beady eyes I leaned over for a closer look Spooked I ask Den for the high power flashlight Imeaditaly I was filled with terrifying fright In the sand I tried to climb Crawing with every limb The sand kept drawing me down I took a thousand steps and not took one Dennis looked down then he ran Help me help me Den den den He couldn't hear No longer near I could see the spider as big as a car Goddang creepy crawler The more tried The more I realized In this sand trap I could't escape Looking down I could see the spider wait God I don't want to get ate Light from the basement began to disipate The more I cried the more muffeled the sound This sand was pulling me underground I was in the spiders den Terrified not merly frighten Baby spiders by the thousand Tunnels all over in the sand Big enough for a volkswagon Everywhere skelton bones of man Momma spider sat on me and stung I was paralized and she wrapped me in a cacoon I couldn't move but I could see Realizing they would eat me Paralized I couldn't even cry Gnawing fear Dinner how near It must have been much over a week Wraped like a butchers meat Momma spider speaks with rhymatic humm Up above I hear them filling this tunnel in Two young spiders push one another like one on a mirror My fear is shear What is keeping me alive Do spiders need fresh meat to surive Wait wait Momma spider is unwraping me Their going to feast I'm free I try to flea Its no use To her leg I'm stuck by goo Agggh she tore off an arm Babies swarm The more I bleed the more that come With her jagged jaws she snaps off my other arm I'm terrified I see momma's eyes Looking at me with eyes that shine As bright as a train on a railroad line Her jaw snaps off a leg I lay there and bleed Her eyes shine on me I can hardly see Her jaunty jaw is coming at my head Crunching cracking a final snap and I'm dead Sinned [comments] => 3 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 13 [informant] => sinned [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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