Dancing with a Ghost
I rose from the tomb of happiness
Allowing the flies
To queue with me amidst
Meeting you in the tunnel
Of death but as appealling
as your beautiful curvaceous body,
as we continue to have this conversation
I shall surely engage deeper
Than the undertaker of our bitter
shovel of this relationship
But as an army of worms
I shall surely eat you up
Wore you down so that whoever...
Allowing the flies
To queue with me amidst
Meeting you in the tunnel
Of death but as appealling
as your beautiful curvaceous body,
as we continue to have this conversation
I shall surely engage deeper
Than the undertaker of our bitter
shovel of this relationship
But as an army of worms
I shall surely eat you up
Wore you down so that whoever...