Robert Rorabeck Poems

I cannot befriend you, as if I were some
Token to a wolf,
Even though we live around each others houses,
And the world is filled with
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Poem a version
Of what was mentioned to happen
In art class if I were divided:
And had the chance to hold hands with the girl
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Even if I lose my job, I will have new sorrows
Here waiting by the spring
Pristine curling reservoirs gossiping with the water snakes
And the things who float here as slow
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Jumping, jumping- over the candles
In all of its wishes
Over the birthdays: foxes leaping for the
Cleavage of the grapes:
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I will not answer again:
My words will fall against the easel- they will
Fall broken hearted through the clouds
And their friends are hoed from the amusements
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How can you help this life pulled by a string-
Coming home again,
Dragging itself to the curtain where the backyard should
Exist,
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Mobilized into other parks further along- buying
Her flowers and sending them to places
She no longer works anymore:
Streetless cars losing their clothing and pornographies
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Like an otter come out and into her own:
Outside of classes, and outside
The impenetrable bosque:
She is now selling fruit to speaking
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I own two bicycles because I still pine for you
Alma,
Even while you make love this evening, even while you
Turn out all of the hope in your lighthouse,
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Tonight my muse lies in sleep with him
Like a mermaid who has come ashore smelling the rose
That will become her grave:
There is her bed between the dunes, and her eyes
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