Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,893 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Entirely Undone - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The prettiest séances are in her eyes and all of
The piñatas are in the back yards where her young boy
Michael goes;
And we divide ourselves by the sun and the shadows:
And made love on Tuesday,
And kissed on Wednesday, and I held her knee for awhile, today:
But now she is back in the home underneath the franchises of
Stars, in the home her father has promised her, but she can never
Pay off:
And when we made love together, she told me that she loved me,
But the night is so loud and diademed by the careless airplanes
And the hurricanes that are sure to come with her maiden name,
Whose pirouetting can be seen from outer space;
While all of these words are harmful, they are so careless:
And she is nearly naked and into his arms again:
She falls this way, the same way rockets and space shuttles
Fail:
She passed through the frontera with love on her mind, and soon
Had her first son into Florida, and across the backyards so akin
To mine, but which I had never thought to explore;
And all of my words are wounded, and they are falling from
The majesty of the sky; and my parents aren’t even barely alive anymore,
And my dogs are far away:
Stanzas don’t exist, and school caries on: there are only licensed
Paths over water;
And she falls asleep, her beautiful body cradled into that mess of a
Misallocated Mexico; and I have tried so very hard for her,
My Alma, my soul, but it cannot be said that anything that I have done
Is so finely said as not to be entirely undone.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 27, 2010



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