Spider Man

The insect joy of violence

Any dream
long enough
becomes reality
by which I mean:
    stale
    spleen 

     Floating
       on 
         silk 
           strands
              like 
               an 
                 angel
is a divine thrill
for the months it takes
to become walking,
   and the friction
   of the irritated
  silk holes,
     dread

    People get confused:
      I don't wear a suit 
  to cover my true identity
  but to cover my fake one,
my human face is the cover 
        of my monstrosity
I carefully hide my other eyes
            (o OoOo )
              ( o o o)

     Mary 
    no longer 
  interests me.
     Sexually 
  only myth 
  stimulates 
        me:
    Aracne!
   Or Skylla! 
Maybe a monster
   is that which cannot 
   and should not 
                  reproduce...

    My only pleasure 
       is in hurting
                ...
        Monsters
                ...
      but human criminals
  I have a taste for too

      #The grid# 
       #like city#
       #my web#

     ¡¡¡Spider sense!!!
Someone committed 
       petty theft!
              😱
         I now get 
           to do 
           what 
           I will

         *Punch!* 
           *Pow!*
    *Beat to death!*

"I enjoy fighting against crime":
      my public line...

    I enjoy the hunt
  and the insect joy 
      of violence

     I stop crime
  (but not too much...)
 May it forever come.
 Do not leave me alone!
 With Monstrous Bulge!
  of } } twitching {{  legs
             in a: 
*Happy City of Humans*

 Give Me Criminals!
      Fill My web!
          More
         GORE!
         MORE
      Monsters!
     ¡¡¡MORE,
       BETTER
     VIOLENCE!!!

Luis Perez Banus