Submissions by Xbow

By the coast in New England stands a town
As you approach you can see it’s run down
Moss on the walls, seaweed on the floor
Damp swelling every wooden front door.

There’s only one bus a day coming in
No-one leaves, they remain within
The sky here always seems dark
The look of the town is Spartan and stark.

If you should venture to visit
Then your bravery does you credit
Do not hope to survive the night
Do not expect to see morning’s light.

Never think to enter the church
Not even in the name of research
For in there is the...

I want to eat your cake
Whatever it will take
It’s something I must do
For me and for you.

May I taste the cream?
It will really be a dream
Let me use my fingers
That way the taste lingers.

I know how to make it last
I won’t be too fast
I’ll take it nice and slow
To make the pleasure grow.

When it’s all finished
And energy is diminished
When we’ve both had our share
We’ll be a very happy pair.