Houses Under the Sea

Dancing in the back room, at the mortuary

Quiet, still, there's one man working

Enchantment, a young man at a desk despondent

It's here my love that you and I do wander

Do take your pants off

Spread yourself

Open up for me so pink

One last night we'll share it

In the dark

I take your hand and bear it

The cold skin you pretend that we still share it

And your mom does have the softest voice

It's here now in the midnight dark among the dead

A whisper comes and it's something soft to you she said

I'm glad you came

Welcome home

Reviews

[BubbleRaps]

You've got an abstract style. I really enjoy it.

[Davidgeo]

Glad to hear it.

[anandbose]

Your are turds when it comes to writing. You have no talent, no imagination, no aesthetic skill to be an artist. I pity you a*****e.

[Davidgeo]

I am turds.... Thanks for pitying my a*****e though.

I love you Analedbose

[anandbose]

Clarity is whorish son in your lexical content. There's not a single trope that can be identified with imagination and sorted into the craft of meaning. Try harder buddy. I feel you are illiterate when it comes to using the language.

[Davidgeo]

"Clarity is whorish son in your lexical content." What the f**k does even mean? I'm cracking up over man, wether you're doing on purpose or not you are making me laugh. "I feel you are illiterate when it comes to using the language." Hahaha... but when I'm not using the language I can be vvery literate... hahahah... I mean, this s**t is gold bruh... sooo funny. Do more.