Hunni

She drifts into oblivion. For the web’s branches stretch Their ominous nature unbecoming. Caressing her thighs, feeding her lies Frolicking in their sins, unashamed of their nature. The web tightens around her throat, suffocating her lungs screaming into the abyss reaching for salvation of honeysuckle bliss. Tablet of honey, round and small Whispers its sonnets of love and devotion. Cracked lips, pale face. Drowning deeper with haste The world grows bleaker each day. Dazzling light shines afore me, “Please tell me I didn’t overdose.”