The Horses Back In The Valley Poem by Robert Rorabeck
The Horses Back In The Valley
I do not wish to see the horses back in the valley-
Or the nights filled with bedrooms in which you lay with the
Lupines and the rubrum,
Poisonous and as deadly as a naked book banned in that
Season of schoolyard or graveyard,
A dragonfly trapped in the caesuras of your areola
Losing the colors of its species as it tries
To escape the colors you’ve been making up with your eyes.
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