More Than I Could Chew

   
I may not be Casanova    
although I've ruffled a few ladies in my time    
but this one    
was without doubt    
the dirtiest woman I ever stroked a feather at    
   
Braver men than I    
may have persevered    
whereas a single lick    
was enough for my poor tongue    
   
And I never dared to return    
not after discovering a dead fly    
stuffed up her asshole    
one never to be forgotten    
Saturday night.    
   
The evening had gone well    
too well as it turned out    
Although she hid things cleverly    
I can see now    
the eager desperation    
lurking in wait    
beyond those heady bedroom eyes    
and I should never have gone in for coffee    
not on a first date.    
   
It must have crawled to a happy death    
inside her panties    
Perhaps while she was bending on a hot day    
following the beads of sweat    
along the cheeks of her butt    
inching carefully    
driven by the smell of heaven    
until it walked right in    
buzzing Hallelujah, wings no longer required.    
   
There was something almost mystical    
about the corpse's red bulging eyes    
glazed over and staring up at me    
perfectly preserved in a kind of bloated reverie,    
as if they couldn't believe    
there was that much shit in the universe    
for a fly to swallow.    
   
A grossed out mother like that    
can lay two thousand eggs in a lifetime    
so naturally,    
dirty girl's pussy was wildly overgrown.    
   
Neglect had spawned a jungle    
loaded to the lips with maggots    
writhing in an assortment of colors    
ranging from pale ivory    
to a dark shade of mahogany.    
all well nourished    
and squirming contentedly    
wallowing in their own gritty green juice.    
   
She smiled when I gasped    
and told me my cock    
could use a clean too    
but all I could do was vomit like a garbage truck    
splattering the slime that already oozed    
unashamedly in a river from her navel.    
   
After my guts were empty    
and I had sprayed
the last morsels from the Macaroni Grill  
across her stomach    
I realized the sight of me retching    
had made her even more excited    
until she threw back her head    
shuddering violently    
in her own filthy climax    
and even though cheese    
was definitely off the menu    
I noticed the maggots    
seemed to quiver with ecstasy too    
   
Like I said,    
for me    
one lick was enough    
and I never went back    
to dive in and chew.