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I keep secrets Secrets like smells and stains In crouch of favored jeans Secrets like... how many niggers You really have been with Secrets like... old attic closet bones And same sex dreams Secrets like girlhood crushes And masturbation Secrets like... How many pregnancies How many births How many children Do You really have, love, care for? Secrets like... murder's thoughts Secrets like CIA assassinations And... who's really running Microsoft? Secrets like the origin of Mad Cow Disease And AIDS in Africa |
I have secrets of my own That could shame me Blame me Leave me ostracized Secrets I wouldn't even share with One Million TV viewers My secrets keep me up at night Make me secretly smile Leave him wondering And are constant reminders Of my humanness I know secrets That would drop mouths Ruin friendships Distance lovers I keep secrets I know You want to But don't ask... It's a secret. Ursula Rucker "Secrets" (?) bonus poetry z albumu "Supa Sista" K7/BMG 2001 |