Goodbye Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Building up dreams in palatial hair suits of loneliness:
Where the most diligent but fool hearted climbers disappear
In the highest slip:
And, like this, I have undressed you: I have listened to my
Fingers play upon your instruments:
I have taken off your panties and wept beside you naked:
I have petted and cleaned the twin sisters of your
Head;
And I have summitted quietly as a thief, but going down my
Sorrow was not brief,
For now I have all of these songs suckling like nascent swine,
Like hungry Mexicans fighting for the truck at picking time;
And so I swore to you today that I would take you to
The playgrounds of Disney World,
Even though I do not like Disney World; and you get mad
At me when I do not bring you enough fireworks:
But my entire house can burn, and I can tramp and hop trains
If you don’t believe
That this isn’t the same as dying like unkempt flowers into
A priceless graveyard, or however else that I was supposed to
End this poem:
Then went out into the sea like an empty bottle begging for
A thoughtless home.