on candystripe legs the spiderman comes
softly through the shadow of the evening sunstealing past the window of the blissfully deadlooking for the victim shivering in bedsearching out fear in the gathering gloomand suddenly!a movement in the corner of the room!and there is nothing I can dowhen I realise with frightthat the spiderman is having me for
dinner tonight!quietly he laughs and shaking his headcreeps closer now closer to the foot of the bedand softer than shadow and quicker than flieshis arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes"be still be calm be quiet now my precious boydon't struggle like that or I will only love you morefor it's much too late to get away or turn on the lightthe spiderman is having you for dinner tonight"and I feel like I'm being eatenby a thousand million shivering furry holesand I know that in the morningI will wake up in the shivering coldand the spiderman is always hungry...
