Curiously Amused Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Curiously Amused



Girls come in all day long:
New girls, long young mothers with flocks entrained,
With their elements amused:
They are rocket ships who never got out of
Earth’s atmosphere,
So they just kind of fizzle around in cars and air-conditioned
Foyers, buying things:
They don’t bet much on me- Maybe I will love one of them
Some day- Maybe I will have my own vermilion swan
Who I can watching swimming around the green carpeted
Pools of my living room,
And drink beers to her silent green silhouette,
And then at night pull back the olive drapes like a weeping
Willow in a fairytale
And listen her weep of all the things she’d forgotten to
Buy that day to fill the refrigerator,
While I trained all my senses to the erogenous spheres
Which kept our children so occupied,
While the alligator sat like a corpulent emerald general down
The mowed easement digesting the family dog no one
Could remember having anyways,
While I remembered that I really loved a girl from another
Birthstone which for a while must have me
Curiously amused.

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