For Each Other Poem by Robert Rorabeck

For Each Other



I don’t know anything about their
Better sorrows:
All of the Mexicans who were my better
Uncles are
Shedding tears:
Because,
All of the eagles have eaten the black snakes
Who
Use to make love amidst their
Crops of Jalapenos-
But I will not cry,
Because this is not my sorrow:
I am back in high school- again,
Repeating the same memory I dream about
Every night
As the moon tries to steal the tides,
And all of my muses have flown away in
The mouths of airplanes-
And I cannot remember her name, or why
I cried for her
But every night I still sleep underneath the
Hood of the heavens-
And I know that if I do not cry for her,
And she does not cry for me- At least,
Sometimes, we still cry for each other.

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