Womb with a View

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