The Untravable Hills Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The Untravable Hills



I have the skills
To pay the
Bills—
I can travel across
The untravable
Hills—
Up town,
Down town
No matter what’s
Real—
I’ll dance with the
Goldfish atop the
Windowsill-

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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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