Deep In the Bug World

Neverending street corner house behind the water hydrant, hidden memories are long gone, few pictures around, beautiful people, who has eaten their souls, the house is lonely, but the dark mold still climbs its walls. Turbulent past, many tried but they failed, black mold comes back around, so little time. Smell has overwhelmed the neighborhood, hungry homeless dogs hang around, it's the feeding time. Streetlights flicker as bugs feed non their dead family, members, they only so the crimes committed here. The truth hidden deep in the bug world, one eye has seen it all, find the eyes or settle with lie.