"The Other Side Of The Rabbit's Hole"
A POEM BY FELATIA ALLDAY
How does one cope with society and its madness?
I know how I do, by checking out, checking out of reality,
Into some alternate universe where they cannot reach me,
Nor can they never, ever, touch my gladness.
That place where I hide, yes deep inside from my outer crust,
Oh if I ever allow anyone in there it's a miracle ride,
Tis neither accident nor happenstance that I trust,
Tis my inner yummy, yeah the side that has died,
Yeah the other side of the rabbit's hole,
The other side where there are streets of gold.
Society's scam is to say who I am in the pecking order of life,
But I come at this thing, with an attitude I do bring,
Don't judge me because I am not a wife,
No, I am not some tamed hen or some model perfect ten
Nor a Red Carpet walking Hollywood Cock-sucking whore,
Nor a five thousand a night call girl on her back,
No, baby I am from the other side of the tracks,
But I won't wear a frown or fuck for a crown,
Yet call myself a beauty queen and hold my head high in shame,
Yes, I am for certain we are all counted exactly the same,
We shall never seem down and stay as happy as a clown,
It should never be that you can't see me or whoever I am,
Society's the One, who should be shamed for making such a sham,
Yet I am the one with my raw pussy, asshole gaped,
I am the one, whose jaw pops out of place every time I try to chew,
All because of twenty five guys wanting a bachelor party or I was raped,
Oh but I won't ever make the local or national news,
Every hole seeping with some excrement and semen out of me,
As I lay there in the shower, water running, almost too scared to pee,
All for a bachelor party, for money I will never see,
My pimp is blowing up my digits trying to get the cash,
Yet I can't move for two hours, trying to stop bleeding from my ass,
I therefore take pain meds, Methamphetamine, and Coke,
I try to do all of this just so I can cope,
To travel to my rabbits hole so I escape from Society's hold,
To disappear from reality and this cruel place,
To forget my Step-Father's real disgrace,
Or was it so I wouldn't hurt my Mom because I love her more than anything,
I would rather have a stranger be with me than give her reality's sting.
I like Alice go to hide on the other side of the rabbit's hole,
Because tis where the story changes and I'm a saved soul,
I can travel to my yummy place where no pain exists or fear,
Tis where society finally sees me I have a voice they finally hear,
No here in this place I am never rushed for time,
Having to make money for a cock Congo line,
No here the rules they never apply,
Tis a beautiful world where the sun always shines,
Where I am finally at peace in my heart and my mind,
Yeah, I was found dead in the shower that fine day,
I made the evening news with only a line they did say,
They found evidence of drugs and foul play,
It was a very young girl, who was slain,
The Motel name was called "The Rabbit's Hole",
Oh please do not cry for me I had nowhere else left for me,
Dear friend I had nowhere else left to go,
I believe I will be fine because on these streets there's no crime,
It's my favorite place in the world, where I never grow old,
This place called the other side of the rabbit's hole.
The End
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