Crenulated Like Goldfish Poem by Robert Rorabeck

This is another palm crossed out into the
Traffic of the usual drunken night;
And I would like to say that most recently I have
Perceived myself into the seemingly beautiful,
But that is just another tooth ache;
And why did you buy your house when we couldn’t
Live forever together,
Crenulated like goldfish happy and baking near the pool.
I am a fool,
A working class hoping fool, just wanting to be at your
Party;
Just wanting to bust a tooth for a tooth fairy,
Just wanting to vagabond And move to Colorado,
But there are so many words I don’t know,
That I am unsure about;
And the earth is weary, and the earth is earthy
Running out of candles and its majestic cars running low on
Gas,
I cannot fool it; as I cannot fool you, S-:
My mouth is numb, my eyes are empty, and already you’ve
Found your better man skinnier and better than I am:
I still want to live forever,
But the engine won’t start, and the dogs are purring and the
Rockets are just about ready to leave the earth,
But they are still waiting for you,
S- Sommelier, immortal- they are still waiting for you,
As my tent Is still waiting for you like the night of jubilee
Of so many affair,
Waiting to be taken down, awaiting there:
S-,
S-, S-, and your lucky last man all hyphened and unfair
That he has won:
He has won and the ships are leaving your planet:
The ships are leaving your planet,
S-,
And you don’t even care.