she sits
a plump spider
emotionless
pretending
to be human
going through
the motions
while slowly
stitching
silken strands
to ensnare
foolish wanderers

she strikes
swollen abdomen
garish grin
spindly legs
dripping venom
from gnarled fangs
injecting lies
savoring the final
spasms as friend
becomes victim

a wretched cunt
with her chained
pet hopping
pretending to be
actual humans
all while sowing
seeds of hatred
momentarily before
she turns on all
playing games with
people’s lives
because she is
less than a stain
less than a person

desert spider
angling for sympathy
nearly believable
in her false tears
killing friendships
as she smiles

megalomaniac
eyeing new victims
yet claiming
exactly the opposite
ruining lives
simply because
only her twisted
narrative exists