There She Lies Covered In Flies

I felt his spit land on me It only took a sec Some of it landed on my tongue and the rest spilled down my neck What went down my throat was nasty These germs that would stop me from breathing another day I look down at my coffin and see my hands crossed together as though I'm about to pray A couple stop by to look Not a tear lurks in any of their eyes They keep on moving forward And leave me to rot with the bugs and the flies