To Look Outside Poem by Robert Rorabeck

To Look Outside



Each world an echo
Restarted from the cacophony of the viaducts:
In time, there are tears
Even from the mountains
And men resurrected who
Only a little while ago
Were sleeping in their cars,
And as the world melted,
Forgetting its different species,
I had time enough to turn on the light
Of my room,
Though I remained too frightened
To look outside.

Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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