The Narcoleptic Amnesiac Poem by Robert Rorabeck
The Narcoleptic Amnesiac
Can’t remember my name.
When her blue eyes crack open,
It’s the first time I’ve seen blue.
Hungry blue birds flutter about me.
She says, “I love you,
Whoever you are.”
Then, promptly, she falls
Back asleep
In the other man’s arms.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
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THE LAST REMNANT OF SANITY BIDS YOU ADIEU
28 April 2007
Fabulously fun, Robert! And what a great title!
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5/10/2024 8:04:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
that a good title name.