SPIDER MAN IN STARLIGHT



Atop a gargoyle on the Chrysler spire
the hybrid man-arachnid feigns recline
moored by his wrist’s secretion of desire:
nocturnally emitted silken line –
pure Freud! But such a burden does it weigh:
the shocking murder of his Uncle Ben,
the strain of keeping closet from Aunt May,
responsible for power past his ken.
So, soaring betwixt buildings, over cars,
and striking into villains fearful awe, 
he gazed aloft at heaven’s mind of stars, 
beheld his lot, his destiny, and sank
in sorrow atop the old Germania Bank, 

confounded by the comic-book-writ law. 

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