Itsy Bitsy Spider Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

'Itsy Bitsy spider
Crawled up the hole
The Spout
Down came the substances
The storm
And brain-washed the girl's mind right out.'

She was an absolute endowment,
A small sack; presented to me
I cradled her in my palm the first time
Delicately, as if she were a harmless and small insect
Yet, how she was filled with ferocious choler!
The petite bundle, my name was written on it that day:
Nick.

She was an exquisite and delectable acquisition
Yes, 'Nick, ' they called her.
They said: only outdone by 'The Dime.'

I fell into her Nick-hole
Fell for her sorcery, her knavery
I trusted in her smoke.
I worshiped her mirrors.
Perhaps it was my reflection I'd fallen for:
An incestuous love for she who wore my tag, my title, my imprint right from the time of conception.

The Nick-Bag, The Nick-Hole
Her enticement
Along with the Certain Death
Like life, it was tossed
Into garbage, no retreat
No hesitation
The cycle only to repeat

From her sweet poison
Disaster
The math left, after
And defeat.

Still
...I
....Kept
......On
........Falling.


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