To Another World Poem by Robert Rorabeck

To Another World



The defeated spirits are as sure as their handlers
That I am not really here,
And the colors happen into the world from inside us,
As they escape like the breathing of misappropriated
Lovers,
And everything else that fails: and right now I have
A blond come over who I will pay to
Take me to another world.

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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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