Depthless Sorority Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Hide the bicycle beneath the holy
And slip away from school—
Come to learn from the otters, and the housewives
Who are all drunk and combing themselves
In the backyards so calmly
The fawns come to lick them like saltlick,
And they don’t care:
And special cowboys, beaming down from the blinded
Stars, like jars of liquor,
Lap their jaws—and those nude occurrences,
Like stewardesses who have undressed of their wings
Get as brown as Mexican cleaning ladies
And speckled because of the sprigs bobbed with
Oranges:
They cannot recognize themselves,
And that is why they slip down the banks and into
The canals—and learning, swim away,
To forget everything from their husbands and children:
Escape like hourless clocks into the sea:
Metamorphosed underneath the lighthouses until
The sky is wearing a necklace of floating airplanes,
And the sea welcomes them into
Her depthless sorority.