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Underground eXperts United
Presents...
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[ Sperm Donor Clown ] [ By Rachel I. Dotson ]
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Sperm Donor Clown
In that parking lot,
Where the carnival is set up,
Familiarity is her roller-coaster
Zig-zagging through the sky,
The rush takes her higher
On this uneven plane
Red-faced from the alcohol,
But still familiar,
All too familiar,
He stands there,
Caressing a freshly rolled cigarette
With his silken hands
He sees her,
As the moon melts the chocolate
In her eyes
He can only stare
As if he were looking into a fun mirror
Cotton candy memories of childhood days
Faded away
Many years ago
Today, all she sees
Is a sperm donor
In a clown suit
Wrecking another carnival
Copyright 2001 Rachel I. Dotson
Beloved Infidel
Listlessly creeping;
Lamenting, but always keeping
Track of every thought
Blood still seeping
These dreams remain sleeping
Beloved infidel
Discordant to your process
In your words
I could never confess
That would grant you access
Which you don t deserve
I won t crack under duress
Arpeggios on your violin
Bad poetry in reams
What more can I say?
You ve picked apart my schemes
Who else can you mesmerize?
Lies inside prayers
Still choke me
Now absolved
Everything solved,
But has anyone evolved?
Copyright 2001 Rachel I. Dotson
Percussion Section of the Soul
Conspicuous scars,
Cracks in my foundation
A concussion of sorts,
bruising my salvation
No medicine
can soothe my frustration
What happened to my prudence?
Who willingly goes on starvation
of the soul?
Not even a crumb
to fill my plate
I ve much to overcome
before the last drum roll,
Tell me it isn t too late
Copyright 2001 Rachel I. Dotson
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