Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,025 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Our Time At The Zoo - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Our time at the zoo—if you cannot remember—heavenly light before
The second time we made love—
The ostrich took a special interest in you—
We watched the kaki attendants pretending to know falconry—
We sat together like man and wife,
And you did not know the size of your soul upon me—
But then, unusual joy, as we kissed in the make-believe grotto of
The albino alligator—
Your heavens went around me, apiary around a tenebrous form:
Even now I do not know who I am—
When you said it was enough—and went back to your husband,
I made love to prostitutes—
But you always came back to me, and I liked the feel of your soul in
My hand—
Even after I am married, my soul can never expect to believe in
A life without you—
And my naked form, routinely presents itself to your abandoned
Elements—and there he is- in the middle of a hurricane
That doesn't care that he must make himself to your shore—
And you have gone away like overpriced
Fireworks that didn't matter—
Taken your family up to horses to enjoy the silence of a
Mexican world—and I am here, waiting for a wife—
The high school slumbers like a tortoise—
The waves highlight the theatres of your abandonment—
They don't know what to do without you—
But remain out in the careless elements, receiving what little there is
To believe in—
And you—like an amusement park that has abandoned its heaven—
And there you are, caressing your children in a Pieta without any joy.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 27, 2012


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