Spidermouth

with great deception comes great accountability

Your blood runs cold beneath your skin;
Through your veins course poison cider.
I know the sugary webs your words spin,
Like an artificially sweetened spider.

The frost smudged on your sneering trap
is auspicious as a liar's wedding ring.
I've heard your super-saturated crap
and felt each saccharin syllable sting.

After the hunt you observe your prey
squirming in your silken string.
You should realize there comes a day
When the queen devours the king.