Monday, November 26, 2007

Germany's most disturbing underpass. WARNING!! Not for the faint hearted.

Would you use this underpass? Do you dare? It's not the other side you need to fear.


It looks safe. Think you can get to the other side without incident?


Take a closer look at the lights! Click on the picture to enlarge it. How many spiders do you see?


These are Germany's best fed spiders. And they are always hungry!!


Eine grosse Spinne.


Yum, yum, yum. I pity the fly or moth that heads for this light.



What song are these lines from?

on candystripe legs the spiderman comes
softly through the shadow of the evening sun
stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
looking for the victim shivering in bed
searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
suddenly!
a movement in the corner of the room!
and there is nothing i can do
when i realize with fright
that the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

quietly he laughs and shaking his head
creeps closer now
closer to the foot of the bed
and softer than shadow and quicker than flies
his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
"be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
don't struggle like that or i will only love you more
for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light
the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight"

and i feel like i'm being eaten
by a thousand million shivering furry holes
and i know that in the morning i will wake up
in the shivering cold

and the spiderman is always hungry...

"Come into my parlour", said the spider to the fly... "I have something here for you"

2 comments:

chris said...

lullaby!

even more spiders ...

Up until one century ago there lived,
In the zi duang provence of eastern country.
A glass-like spider.
Having devoured it’s prey it would drape the skeletons over it’s web in weeks creating a macabre shrine of remains.
Its web was also unique in that it had many layers, like floors in a buuilding.
At the top of this palace-like place, assembled with almost apparent care, were tiny shining objects, glass, beads, dew-drops.
One could almost call it an altar.
When the breeze blew thru this construction,
It produced sounds of wailing, crying.

Tiny wails, tiny cries.

The baby spiders would get scared and search frantically for their mother.
But the glass spider would have long gone, having known that the babies would survive somehow on their own.
Oh-the glass spider had blue eyes almost like-a human’s.
They shed tears at the wintered turn of the centuries.

Don’t you hear this wasted cry, life is over you
(mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone)
But you’ve seen who’s in heaven. is there anyone in hell
(mummy come back ’cause it’s dark now)
Take care, take care.
(mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone)
Somewhere she glows divine. somewhere she wakes alone.
But you, you’ve promise in your lovin’ eye. God it’s dark now.

Jah jah jah jah jah
Jah jah jah jah jah

Gone, gone the water’s all gone
Mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone
Stay low on the ground, my fire can drive you, savage and afraid
Spitting at the dawn, come along before the animals awake
Run moving all night, rivers to the left.
If your mother don’t love you then the riverbed might

Gone, gone, the water’s all gone
Mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone

Jah jah jah jah jah
Jah jah jah jah jah

Gone gone the water’s all gone
Mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone
Gone gone the water’s all gone
Mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone
Gone gone the water’s all gone
Mummy come back ’cause the water’s all gone

Anonymous said...

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