A Worms Corination

A Worms Corination

As I sit in the dark
Behind the dark, I
Squirm as the grub does
Lodged in his dank hole.
I am an ulcer
In my own stomach.
I am the wretched
Disgusting worm that
Lives in your heart.
As I twist and writhe,
You feel me inside you,
Pulsating.
You can't get rid of me,
No matter how hard you try;
I am always with you.
Soon the Worm shall be born
              On the back of
                      A writhing
                  Serpent