The Greatest Distances Between The Earth And Sky Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The day flies by with nothing left to do,
And there are so many people
With so little time
And not so many faces live forever,
And the quiet animosity breathes through
The fabric of our clothes,
And the world is miles high
And swaying by a thread,
And I think I said I loved you for some
So many times,
But you just lit out the doorway shaking
Your head at my ineffective rhymes,
And I think I said I love you,
But there are no tears building in the unaffected
Sky,
And the city goes up forever where the tarnished bodies
Are moving, breathing through their orifices
Reflecting the greatest distances between
The earth and the sky.