Chudleigh Knighton Heath spider
The Spider-Queen

I ate my husband after we had sex
He filled a little hole in me somewhere
He tasted nice with chips and salad cream
I washed him down with one big glass of wine
I never thought he be my comfort food
But I'm so ravenous if I don't come
He always left a wet spot in the bed
But now he'll be a brown streak in the pan
I'm trying to remember what he said
That used to tempt me into bed with him
His words have fallen from my head like stones
That tumble down a hill to rest in peace
And even though he never filled me up
I hunger still the way we used to fuck

2 responses to “The Spider-Queen”

  1. Garry Morris Avatar

    I sincerely hope…you are working on this!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Nathan Cocker Avatar

    Yes… once I’ve worked my way through her intestines….

    Liked by 1 person

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