Robert Rorabeck Poems

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221.
I Don'T Know

The day turns down like dogs in heat
Thoroughly thrashed, their feet gone into the beating layers
Of fire-engined flesh:
They still lay out like gay fairies on parade,
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222.
Thieveries Of Words

Placeless joy, like love birds—
Little hearts beating like a quarter’s prizes:
Wishes leap from the wells inbetween
The malls and beating forever—
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223.
John Wayne

Shanghai is the biggest city in the world—
It is where I found my wife:
And we road busses together and went to the
Zoo:
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224.
Just As Wishes Of Little Boys

As numb as the heavens that
Do not sleep,
I go down on you weeping,
Filled with exuberant joy,
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225.
The Poems Of The Efficiencies Of My Echoes

If you do not know of the poems of the efficiencies of my
Echoes,
I promise you will not survive in the classrooms of
My hypnosis-
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226.
To My Old Neighborhood

Divine providence returned me to my old neighborhood
Just on the other end of Southern Boulevard
Not to win the lottery but to fall in love
With a girl from Guerrero Mexico: who the same old
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227.
To Make Her Mine

Looking up all holidays across the napes of
Censual trees: you could say I’ve seen my mother here,
But I disbelieve:
The muse is elusive, brown bodied in the trackless skree,
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228.
The Sky's Backyard

Already brown and coy,
I want to take you off your
Legs again,
And make you potbellied,
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229.
Into The West

Boys, as they are lost turn narcoleptic:
Counting the crooks of trees and all of the ways down,
The weeps and tinctures of sunlight that expose
Housewives to the foxes who leap for their wine;
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230.
The Other Side Of The Earth'

Accumulating in the wretchedness of their petrifaction,
Stoned in Riga mortis: how will these corpses now enjoy the vacantly
Pleasurable shelters of the structures they deserved
To hold mortgages on: while all of the fireworks shout like
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