Darkness Is All That Remains.

After all of the laughter, and after all of the fun,

Dark is the stain that has finally won

I remember my prime and I remember it well,

A white sheet of ever-grace with no blemish to tell

But those days are long gone, now I struggle and fight

Just to make this old rag an acceptable sight

At home I sit alone with a story to give

Of how I, the mighty Thryllz, once so happily lived

I have a story to tell, so I just talk to my fish,

Because there’s no one around, I have resorted to this

It’s such a sad sight watching a sad man try

To make his sad life, already dead, appear alive

What is there left after a light has burned out?

Now tell me, what is the absence of fight all about?

My heart is beating but only because of design

The desire to live on, word is born, isn’t mine

If it was left of to me, no, let’s not leave it to me

‘Cause, my word, I only see one real way to be free…

                                                                        ~Zhan

Arachnid

Why do you back away, my beautiful little widow?

Enjoy the sultry sounds from my elongated fiddle.

Four legs of beauty, four legs of grace, all black is

All that, I’m captivated, I’m swept away, how can

My little widow rock Lace that way?

I know you may destroy me, but still I walk to you,

I’ll take my chances with death, as long as it’s a death

By you. You sit there and spin from your little spinnerets

In a way that tugs my heart strings, I won’t settle for

Second best.

I want you, my little widow, it’s no longer a mystery

I miss those sacred moments when you weren’t scared to

Be next to me. Let me see the webbing that protects your

Very heart and I’ll scale the sticky surface and rip

Boundaries apart.

It’s ok, little Black Widow, don’t be scared to open up,

I guarantee you’ll sooner hurt me than for me to just give

Up, and you know me, little widow, what you see is who

I am, you don’t need to second guess, who you see is what

I am…

The birds are coming, snakes are hissing, predators are

Closing hard, but they all stop to see this wonder, just to

See how cute you are. Won’t you please let me get near

You? Won’t you trust me? Won’t you care? Won’t you

Let me hold you softly, and lovingly caress your hair?

Please, my widow, let me near you, let us spin life’s web

Together, let me help you with your burdens till they’re

As light as a feather. Though around me, other spiderets [sic]

Are waiting for a pass, I seek willingly for you, my widow,

The one I cannot have.

That green leaf on which you sit only too well well-defines

All your features, legs and hips, all your curves and finite

Lines, and your eyes, wow, your eyes, such a perfect shade

Of bliss, let me stop all this right now, ‘cause I’m truly lovin’

This…