The Black Widow Poem by Misilla de la Llana

Upon silken orb she stands alert
Swift moves and sense of pert,
Awaiting a prey to come along,
On your dermis she sinks her prongs.

Tingling sensation on your skin
Injecting venom deep within,
Poison dissipates throughout your nerves,
Striking throb toxin serves.

Muscle cramping in your loins
Working its way up to your groin,
Your gut starting to contract,
Whole core's being attacked.

Sending spasms down your spine
A crimson mark the only sign,
Your pulse rapidly palpitating,
And blood pressure elevating.

Infection continues to exacerbate
Eyes starting to lacrimate,
Wandering ‘round vision hazed,
In surprise, eyebrows raised,
Scarlet hour glass on dark shadow
Infliction caused by black widow.