Robert Rorabeck Poems

Jumping for joy, the waves jump above the fire hydrants
And the sailfish jump
As if pooled by the looming moonlight, or something about
That night anyways,
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Pretty words for flowers
Lost at the fingertips of an idiot:
Words for flowers
Repeated to fire-trucks, but they
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Tombs of rattlesnakes shaking rainstorms
In protest and jasmine after the tanks are all closed,
And even the cars have
All stopped their driving:
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This bed of pearls sequesters
The little eels- the black urchins- the jewels
Of black eyes
And thunderstorms underneath the busses:
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Metamorphosis
Smoke and burn: from the goldfish bowl,
From the echinopsis while these
Less than brilliant houses sit here chanting and calling out
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Beautiful it is to be another while
Anonymous beside the sea:
Beautiful words happening from the monuments of
My destroyed body:
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Isn’t every bachelor just as wounded
With their dogs,
And the cats making love outside:
But I just keep singing my song, and the waves come lushly,
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Red envelops of make believe
Rainbows while everyone else is turning around
In this carnival of their gospel
Looking up,
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Stay away from me and my unicorns:
We don’t believe in either of you.
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Fireworks in the desert- fireworks in the sky-
Like little girls who take your money-
Only to show off, and then only to die:
And I want to go away to make money for my mother and
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