do i know you?

hello, nice to meet you.
another lonely fly.

don't i know you from somewhere?
i think you used to be a friend.

ooh, it likes you.
its eight legs are flailing.
or so you think.

i'll just keep swinging in my hangman's noose.
watching as another meal is entranced from the air.

by its lustful stare, and potent charm.
the web drips with it.

jealousy, just doesn't cut it anymore.