Fiendish and crude

Froosty and lews

This is the life I have whored myself to

Spackled and battered and smothered and covered

And cleaving and cloven and bitter and blued

Your womb

Your breeding sac

Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate

Your womb is a sewer

I grunt at the grate

Your womb is a sewer

Your womb is manure

But still, I'm worse

My life is a sinkhole

Egregious and rude

Worm fested and filthy

Froosty and lewd

A womb with a view

When one becomes two

Fuck you

Never to matter the number of flies feasting the flab that bolsters your thighs

Your womb

Your breeding hive

Womb with a view

I see you

I was born

Deep in the void

Raped by millions I soon grew

Annoyed!

Could I somehow elope?

Like a molecule in a microscope

So your womb won't become the tomb of our dead baby

Never to matter the number of flies

Lapping the flab that bolsters your thighs

Womb with a view

When one becomes two

Fuck you

Your womb is a membrane I must penetrate

Your womb is a sewer

I grunt at the grate

Your womb is a sewer

Your womb is manure

But still, I'm worse