Big Scary Spider
@wolfspider666.bsky.social
I'm a poet or something maybe
Comedian? Artist? I play the guitar. Does that make me a musician?
All the poems are by me unless indicated otherwise.
Comedian? Artist? I play the guitar. Does that make me a musician?
All the poems are by me unless indicated otherwise.
I was bummed about Ozzy Osbourne dying, so I took a walk down the road and happened upon a baby gopher tortoise. They are an endangered species. I called the forestry, and they were very pleased to hear this as there haven't been many gophers being hatched lately.
July 23, 2025 at 3:08 AM
I was bummed about Ozzy Osbourne dying, so I took a walk down the road and happened upon a baby gopher tortoise. They are an endangered species. I called the forestry, and they were very pleased to hear this as there haven't been many gophers being hatched lately.
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PRISONER’S DILEMMA
By Cypress Butane
Here in our little world
A deadly death camp
Or just penal ward
Heads down and shovels gripped
Tight as sin
As hard as truth
We make our bones
We overturn the earth
Like we are told
While on the porch house
Sits the Lord /1
By Cypress Butane
Here in our little world
A deadly death camp
Or just penal ward
Heads down and shovels gripped
Tight as sin
As hard as truth
We make our bones
We overturn the earth
Like we are told
While on the porch house
Sits the Lord /1
April 10, 2025 at 5:59 PM
PRISONER’S DILEMMA
By Cypress Butane
Here in our little world
A deadly death camp
Or just penal ward
Heads down and shovels gripped
Tight as sin
As hard as truth
We make our bones
We overturn the earth
Like we are told
While on the porch house
Sits the Lord /1
By Cypress Butane
Here in our little world
A deadly death camp
Or just penal ward
Heads down and shovels gripped
Tight as sin
As hard as truth
We make our bones
We overturn the earth
Like we are told
While on the porch house
Sits the Lord /1
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frfr tho. enough already. christ.
March 30, 2025 at 7:05 AM
frfr tho. enough already. christ.
"You go back, Jack, and do it again."
March 30, 2025 at 6:22 AM
"You go back, Jack, and do it again."
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it's gonna be fiiiiine, someone out there just needs to grab their ocarina and play the Song of Time
March 29, 2025 at 7:46 PM
it's gonna be fiiiiine, someone out there just needs to grab their ocarina and play the Song of Time
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My cobwebby wingnutologist mind just remembered when the town where the ICE prison in Louisiana they're disappearing to sounded familiar. It's called Jena... (1/2)
March 29, 2025 at 6:43 PM
My cobwebby wingnutologist mind just remembered when the town where the ICE prison in Louisiana they're disappearing to sounded familiar. It's called Jena... (1/2)
I've almost finished reading Willam Burrough's "Junky".
March 30, 2025 at 1:32 AM
I've almost finished reading Willam Burrough's "Junky".
Pierce what so through shiny door
Caps turned into ashes thrown
The moon jumped over the cat
Me is riddle in that harvest of cold organs
Impossible oddities of every imaginable
combination and color strewn like stars
across wide expansion of space-time
Do tarry a bite long down
Golden loud whimsy
Caps turned into ashes thrown
The moon jumped over the cat
Me is riddle in that harvest of cold organs
Impossible oddities of every imaginable
combination and color strewn like stars
across wide expansion of space-time
Do tarry a bite long down
Golden loud whimsy
March 28, 2025 at 5:14 AM
Pierce what so through shiny door
Caps turned into ashes thrown
The moon jumped over the cat
Me is riddle in that harvest of cold organs
Impossible oddities of every imaginable
combination and color strewn like stars
across wide expansion of space-time
Do tarry a bite long down
Golden loud whimsy
Caps turned into ashes thrown
The moon jumped over the cat
Me is riddle in that harvest of cold organs
Impossible oddities of every imaginable
combination and color strewn like stars
across wide expansion of space-time
Do tarry a bite long down
Golden loud whimsy
I wake up in the dark sweating, calling out your name still somewhat dreaming.
March 27, 2025 at 6:00 PM
I wake up in the dark sweating, calling out your name still somewhat dreaming.
What does it mean to be human? We are caught up in traps made of steel, glass, and miscellaneous materials that direct our lives and flows through conduits. We are being led around the mouse maze by our needs and desires. Set paths according to station like a wind-up toy set on a path like clockwork
March 27, 2025 at 5:59 PM
What does it mean to be human? We are caught up in traps made of steel, glass, and miscellaneous materials that direct our lives and flows through conduits. We are being led around the mouse maze by our needs and desires. Set paths according to station like a wind-up toy set on a path like clockwork
I was mad at her. She hit me
with her car, but then we
totally started doing it by
the highway, getting it on
as the police and emergency
people in their respective
vehicles shouted us on like at the
end of some romance story
but usually, they are just kissing
but not us, we was fuckin'.
with her car, but then we
totally started doing it by
the highway, getting it on
as the police and emergency
people in their respective
vehicles shouted us on like at the
end of some romance story
but usually, they are just kissing
but not us, we was fuckin'.
March 27, 2025 at 5:54 PM
I was mad at her. She hit me
with her car, but then we
totally started doing it by
the highway, getting it on
as the police and emergency
people in their respective
vehicles shouted us on like at the
end of some romance story
but usually, they are just kissing
but not us, we was fuckin'.
with her car, but then we
totally started doing it by
the highway, getting it on
as the police and emergency
people in their respective
vehicles shouted us on like at the
end of some romance story
but usually, they are just kissing
but not us, we was fuckin'.
I have walked down to the cool, clear waters
Echoing footsteps along the way
And crunching leaves wishing
I was quieter so as not to spook
the wildlife, but it is just life
Do you ever think about their lives?
To scurry through realms unfamiliar
to the human experience?
-poem by myself.
Echoing footsteps along the way
And crunching leaves wishing
I was quieter so as not to spook
the wildlife, but it is just life
Do you ever think about their lives?
To scurry through realms unfamiliar
to the human experience?
-poem by myself.
March 27, 2025 at 5:51 PM
I have walked down to the cool, clear waters
Echoing footsteps along the way
And crunching leaves wishing
I was quieter so as not to spook
the wildlife, but it is just life
Do you ever think about their lives?
To scurry through realms unfamiliar
to the human experience?
-poem by myself.
Echoing footsteps along the way
And crunching leaves wishing
I was quieter so as not to spook
the wildlife, but it is just life
Do you ever think about their lives?
To scurry through realms unfamiliar
to the human experience?
-poem by myself.
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you think if we tell Fetterman that Pennsylvania has been annexed by Israel he’ll actually do something about this stuff
March 27, 2025 at 5:35 PM
you think if we tell Fetterman that Pennsylvania has been annexed by Israel he’ll actually do something about this stuff
One time, I was really young, I took my lil red wagon out into the woods following my dad and grandad. Well, my red wagon got stuck on a root and I didn't want to leave it. My other grandad had said that the woods were haunted. I sat there with my red wagon stuck and my imagination stewing on that.
March 27, 2025 at 9:55 AM
One time, I was really young, I took my lil red wagon out into the woods following my dad and grandad. Well, my red wagon got stuck on a root and I didn't want to leave it. My other grandad had said that the woods were haunted. I sat there with my red wagon stuck and my imagination stewing on that.
Sleep would sure be nice right now. Maybe I can pound myself in the head with a hammer making coo-coo noises and pass out with my eyes crossed. Who knows? Maybe I'd wake up not quite as ugly.
a green frog with a blue sky and clouds behind it
ALT: a green frog with a blue sky and clouds behind it
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March 27, 2025 at 9:48 AM
Sleep would sure be nice right now. Maybe I can pound myself in the head with a hammer making coo-coo noises and pass out with my eyes crossed. Who knows? Maybe I'd wake up not quite as ugly.
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Is it just me or does the internet become more worthless every day?
March 27, 2025 at 3:49 AM
Is it just me or does the internet become more worthless every day?
I've breathed in too much plant semen. Now, my skull feels like it is pregnant.
March 26, 2025 at 8:35 PM
I've breathed in too much plant semen. Now, my skull feels like it is pregnant.
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As usual when I'm on shift I'm very slow to share the latest episode but make sure to check out the latest Red Reviews where we discuss the book The Power Worshippers
https://youtu.be/GZAw_xuEdx4
https://youtu.be/GZAw_xuEdx4
A Nation for Sale - One Church at a Time
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March 20, 2025 at 2:14 AM
As usual when I'm on shift I'm very slow to share the latest episode but make sure to check out the latest Red Reviews where we discuss the book The Power Worshippers
https://youtu.be/GZAw_xuEdx4
https://youtu.be/GZAw_xuEdx4
Sorry, I thought I was being lame.
March 19, 2025 at 10:45 PM
Sorry, I thought I was being lame.
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Anyways...
March 19, 2025 at 4:02 PM
Anyways...
Within this: the last straw I call unto ye all
to the hidden gates of Shangri-la.
Stand tall before the holy dragon.
Incessant kneeled kisses so flagrant.
I was scarred with jealousy.
It was so distracting
From the real gift of enlightenment
To all of those who seek not salvation.
to the hidden gates of Shangri-la.
Stand tall before the holy dragon.
Incessant kneeled kisses so flagrant.
I was scarred with jealousy.
It was so distracting
From the real gift of enlightenment
To all of those who seek not salvation.
March 19, 2025 at 10:42 PM
Within this: the last straw I call unto ye all
to the hidden gates of Shangri-la.
Stand tall before the holy dragon.
Incessant kneeled kisses so flagrant.
I was scarred with jealousy.
It was so distracting
From the real gift of enlightenment
To all of those who seek not salvation.
to the hidden gates of Shangri-la.
Stand tall before the holy dragon.
Incessant kneeled kisses so flagrant.
I was scarred with jealousy.
It was so distracting
From the real gift of enlightenment
To all of those who seek not salvation.
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martin ujdur -- you know what they say about looking into the abyss so stop doing it, stop it
March 18, 2025 at 8:16 PM
martin ujdur -- you know what they say about looking into the abyss so stop doing it, stop it