Underground

It's dark in here
Dead boring too
My neighbours don't talk much
I'm floating in a puddle
Of putrefied juices
That have percolated
Through the billion
Pores of my back
It stinks in here
No ventilation at all

A persistent
Hard-shelled beetle
Has been trying to enter
My ass-hole
For the last half-hour
He's beginning to bug me
Wish i could clench
My ass-cheeks
And squish the bugger
But, I'm helpless

I just have to lie
There and take it
Endure the centipedes
Millipedes, slithering
Burrowing, across my
Brain, from left ear
To right, feeding
On my mind
Won't be long now
Till they gorge on my thinking

How the hell
Am I supposed to
Rest in peace?
More like ...piece by piece
That beetle has given up
On my sphincter
Whew....
Wait a minute
He's scurrying
Towards my balls.