Don'T Go Breaking My Heart Poem by Jeffrey Quattlebaum

the spider waits
in the center of her web
the sun shines on the sticky morning
dew drops
sparkle
and she sits
and hungry she needs

A fly
he is ready
to die
and his hundred eyes
see the spider
and he feels
the web sticking to
his wings
and his body, legs
it feels good
he is tired and ready for the fang
to pierce him
and fill his body with
poison
and he'll say, ' Eat me.'

The spider moves
to devour and drink
her legs moving
mechanical
soft and articulate
slowly
she touches the body
and feels lonely
her hunger
is lusting moving
closer
in
some
kind of embrace
between the spider
and this fly
she no longer wants to eat
he no more longs to die

They sit together
and wait

resisting nature

And she says, ' No, you eat me.'