Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,196 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Seahorses Of Him - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Then up in Manhattan, I drip
Rum from my chin
I wonder whenever
I will ride the roller-coaster again—
As the windows palaver to their
Favorite boyfriends all summer—
Corneas in the center of
Busied flowers
Flow over—as they fade and
You make love to him:
To him;
And my song metamorphoses down
From a busy mountain:
Cascades from the parapets of
The heavens—
And you entwine in the glowing torsos
Of jellyfish
And seahorses of him:
Of him.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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