Poetic Response Film: Spider Baby (1968) – Jack Hill

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Spider Baby (1968) Jack Hill wrote and directed this cult classic that cast Lon Chaney, Jr. as a guardian of three mentally disturbed children in a creepy, backwoods mansion. When a greedy cousin with lawyers arrives to claim custody, mutilation and gore result. The film was released under multiple, different titles.

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1 . The Liver Eaters.


Ever wonder where all those Buffalo wings


came from? Your complicity

in the murder of flight?


Slowly the umbrella of love unfolds

schizophrenic webs for shelter.

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Poor white trash regress .


Family will always kill you,

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one genetic code with another

spliced spinal column.

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Loan me your kidney

and I’ll loan you my liver,

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so together we’ll crack jokes at death.


2. Cannibal Orgy

Dalis ass

Never question where all the sacraments

were hid. Your lust is to crucify

and enjoy the torture!


Not since Bruegel, has eating become so predatory,



Or anally surreal as Dalí’s ass.


Spoiled brats coddle autistic.

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Phylogeny recaps ontogeny

eye flowers


when you’re up in the hills


breeding centipedes.


Loan me your uncle

and I’ll loan you my aunts,

meat hook

and together we’ll crack heads for lunch.

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3. Attack of the Liver Eaters

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Be sure to feed relatives who live in the basement

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lumps of coal. That way you refoliate

God’s primal garden.

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There will always be lawyers

for ungrateful heirs expecting a fortune.


Merrye’s disease is caused by finding your roots.

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The Wolf Man takes me back

just as Wolverine takes me forward.

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The moon’s to blame for parallel universes.


Loan me a flamethrower

and I’ll loan you my goshawk

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and together we’ll hunt prey through the graveyard.

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4.The Maddest Story Ever Told

baby cake

You can’t eat everything! You can eat everything,

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including your teeth. You can swallow

the Third World and not tell.


Don’t tell. Don’t tell. And don’t let

anybody else tell. Sting them! Sting!


Yes, Virginia, there is a Spider God.


The web is warm and wonderful.

It wombs like a safety net, Baby Doll,

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beneath a risky trap door.


Loan me the insecticide

and I’ll loan you a latch key out of here

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so we break up Siamese twins.



[Disposable Poem February 14, 2016]

Dr. Mike





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