Even As We Said Our Goodbyes Poem by Robert Rorabeck

She told me if the world had to end
She’d move to Mars;
And I didn’t know what she was telling me,
Because I was too intoxicated from her
Sex:
She lay spread red delicious rump on the same
Old bed;
But she was telling me something significant,
How she could stand her ground with a switch blade
Knife,
And then shop the town:
She had four children, all of them good and
Conceived outside Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood;
And yet there was something of the unreal in her eyes,
And I stared at them as long as I could
Even as we kissed and said our goodbyes.