Robert Rorabeck Poems

Send shivers to my loneliness.
Look at me with starving eyes,
The places where isolation roams
And imprints startling tracks in
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Unreasonably, I am lost again
And I am drunk—
I try to look you up on-line,
But your name can be spelled so many
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Here, these are filthy things
In unnecessary lines.
I try to express myself to the firmaments
But I come down halfway
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Nothing slips out of her dress
And disappears into the sky—
Across the street, they are having
A wedding and I am not invited,
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I got my copper penny’s worth of sex
Then I took off like a flying fish
Jumping out of the sea’s butth-le lips.
I went to see the presidents,
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A man without his lover sleeps near the sea.
In fact he is dead and nothing but bones,
And, oh how that dead man grins
To see the night and day reciprocate.
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I want to have Halloween in my own house.
I want to have candycane sex with her
In the next room
Even if she is an import.
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Was that all it was,
To call me once to see again
My ugly face echoed in my voice
Five states away? To question me
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Open my throat like red curtained windows,
And you will see the sun has set on my
Words for you…. These lines are the last
Remaining embers two surviving soldiers
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I am trying to weave a
Finely glowing net for you,
To catch you as you swim by
As you stare up from the
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