Robert Rorabeck

Freshman - 511 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

That Crowded Home - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Entire truckloads of rabbits eating endives
On the truckload cliffs
Overlooking the Kennedy Space Center:
And now you say how is that possible
That I would have known that I
Was not the right man
For you;
But I am full of anticipation and the loam of
The suns energy,
So do not worry that I should harm you,
But I will continue onward,
Alone in the happiest journey somewhere far a field
To the truckload cliffs where you sit in the
Middle of emptied boxes,
Buxomly in his boxer fists,
Ranging with my dogs, well-tongued,
And still looking for that crowded home.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 1, 2010



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