Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,893 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Underneath The Overpass - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

They said that in her eyes were a million
Golden arrows—
I don't know what cages she
Kept in her sparrows—
They lied me underneath the overpass—
Underneath the sun
And bought things off of me, and
Haggled over me—
While the sea we imagined sitting
In our classrooms leapt and
Run.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012



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