Sticky Stuck

Just want to get sticky stuck in your web, honey
Net me up with your hand spun silk and save me
for safe keeping
Midnight snack or daytime teaser
but if you wait for a full moon
things might get a little weirder, a little more exciting


Whet is your appetite always
sweet is my flesh, sour is my mind
You’re a fussy eater but
I would taste good in your venomous mouth
Your toxicity paralyses the part of me that gets embarrassed
allows full visibility of my authenticity

Drain me, honey
of every secret I keep
every last drop of humanity in my being
I’ll be your raw human experiment
If I die, it’s no mind, I’m gonna die anyway
may as well be at the hands of a spider like you

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