Robert Rorabeck

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

So She Does - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

I write because I have friends and people
Who love me,
And I tried to call you but you are already well
Fulfilled into the dreams of unicorns;
And I am so far gone into the dreams
Of fourteen year olds and everything is illegal;
I tried to call you but you are soot,
You are a pallet of sod along I-95,
You have married a lawyer and the castle is falling
But I want to move to Colorado:
I want to be everywhere, and I’ve already cheated
And I’ve stolen the golden fleece,
Seen your bust that your child suckles, S;
I killed the friendly centaur for your shadow,
I tried to call E, but she wasn’t alive:
She was never alive, but now how about your art,
And the places we roam for so long to bury old
Time friends:
S, the river is sweet and long and I have made
Love to Pedro with a song,
And the telephones are banal- banal while the castle
Is falling down you pick strawberries;
I just want to live forever on Wednesdays and that’s
Just what I do:
S, do you read my simple vocabularies?
S, you will live forever, I made sure of that.
And I played darts,
And S is beautiful, And she will live forever,
No matter about her, while Evan ejaculates into the bigger,
Bigger reservoir,
And we can we can live forever in Catalonia;
We can live right here,
I have money, and I have to live forever, S.
I love you S,
And you are already gone,
So beautiful discombobulated into the sweaty pits
Of Disney World:
Don’t you know, S; don’t you know-
Without your spectral denouements of atmosphere,
E, I tried to call you, but you will not live forever:
Cut me forever:
I tried to gather up, but now you aren’t forever,
And I am tired,
And I am not doing good:
These things you say, or you’ve had no right to
S, I am not right, but I am doing good,
But who are you, S:
It id impossible not to love you:
Look at all the wine you sold;
And anyways, anyways, E doesn’t give a d$mn
And she wants to live forever,
So look at her tits and never let off:
E she wants to live forever and she does,
Like a blind nursery rhyme who wants to live forever:
And she does,
Without any of my fingerprints:
And of course she does:
S; and you are impossible not to love,
And so she does:
So she does…..

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009

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