Song Bird's Trill Poem by Robert Rorabeck

If there was another god that you already love
And if he was not already imprinted with
My shadow:
Then take the highway and already go to him,
And dim in his shadow
As the try to put out the fire that he artificially made
Just so that you would come to him
And I will live in a trailer park just as a
Fabreche office:
And you will go to him, giving to him your breakfast
Of grapefruit—
But we will already have broken all of his promises-
And I hope you will know
That I will fall back into the girls I already have happened
To love from high school—
And the administration will not love me,
But the alligators will grin in their coincide longevity—
And they will do away with the heroes who happened to
Try to captivate you every time—but
I've decided not to die and die either for my
Grandmother or my mother:
But I will see them buried—buried—well atop of their
Perpetual hills- as the forest fires echo,
As the song—song bird's trill.