Fury’s Child

‘Welcome to my world’

hissed the spider to the fly

bound in poisonous silk

could only squeak.

 

Big bad wolf 

frothing at the mouth

cannot wait

to get his paws

his claws into her.

So innocent

demure

sweet

never marred

never broken

or so they did think.

He stalked her through forests

gardens

towns

as she pranced through life

or so did they believe.

No worries

no cares

taken care of by grandma

never harmed 

never blooded.

Reckoning was coming

only none were aware

except grandma

who sacrificed her life

to create the beast this child would become.

Slashes through the night

gaping wounds

throats cut

rage pouring

she ran through the night

howling. 

Big Bad Wolf heard her

head shaking

suddenly realizing

she the huntress 

he her prey.

 

January 29/18

Photo by Vladimir Palyanov on Unsplash