Underground eXperts United File 612

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· 5 years ago

  

 
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                         Underground eXperts United 

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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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