Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,953 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

So Long, Long Ago - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

And I will sing into the heirloom of a lip
That doesn't matter—taking off into a bedroom
Of the beautiful Barbie dolls that don't
Have to swear for shooting themselves:
Yes, unfortunately—there will be another tomorrow—
And all of that stuff—and I don't even suppose
That you will be able to remember the cold
Memories of the spiders and danced and danced
Forever towards you—lifting their
Legs and swearing and cursing whilst even then
Making a mockery of the circus-
Even as it flat-lined—even as there was no
Memory: dancing, and dancing with crocodiles,
Which was its forever fanfair—
Within a mile of whatever it believed in—
While the housewives counted their numbers to
The snows—and then, for whatever reason-
There was no further memory—or there
Was just snow storms that built up whatever to
Nowhere—blowing their bubbles forever to
Someone I loved so long, long ago.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 17, 2012


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