What It Is That You Really Have To Say Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Abbreviated by a dandelion
And made to laugh at yourself- forgetting where
You misplaced your liquors or how
Far you really ran from the wolf you
Really wanted-
And at night like a goldfish won at the fair,
Sleeping with your husband who really isn’t there:
Or getting nose bleeds up on the Ferris
Wheel,
Even after it has packed up and moved away-
Now how is that that can really happen,
And what is it that you really have to say.