Ariel, or, Don't Be Ludicrous It's My UterusA Poem by Molly CaraAriel thought of Rick Perry when she was at
the Doctor's and the doctor made her listen to
the Heartbeat of the fetus. She wanted to
encircle His wrist in her hand and listen for the
pulse That would never sound she would hear the
ocean In his chest cavity where there was
nothing But trapped air Rick Perry was just
another Seashell on the white sandy beach In these charades we call
"elections" As if there's really much of a choice as if The lesser of two evils plans to Represent the people. ... And the doctor almost resembled the father The one who got her name wrong (He'd called her "Muriel" that
night And licked her lipstick off and her bones Dry and that tends to be the end of the
story For the guy). ... Ariel hated secrets especially her own but this
one She'd have to keep now Ariel falls
asleep Sorting through prayers she'll never pray
and cheeks She'll never stain with her lipstick. © 2012 Molly Cara |
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