Robert Rorabeck Poems

Lapping in the wound of your eyes-
With very little costume, I don’t know what else to
Say- The basest of elements, I yet attract nearer
Where you root in the colonnade
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-ucked up despotic universe burnished
In cruel despotic time,
You’ve really got it in for me,
Given me the bad-luck of dysfunctional rhyme,
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Not entirely silent pain- but nothing very educated-
I lay footloose down the runny easement, and by
Alligators am I congratulated:
And barmaids go around twirling brindled in their bars,
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Yellow rainbows smile upside down from
Cheap liquor bottles
In those retired rodent neighborhoods where dogs
Take charge
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The weather is brave but a slave to baseball,
And I like that kind of weather for this
Time of year,
Because all the aspens are naked, opalescent
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I will think of you until the
Day I die,
And not one thing but the kind ocean
Eulogizes my death-
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I drink beer and eat cold hamburger.
Romero bought all of these airplane beers,
And I down them while I try and figure out
What to say:
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Spikenard is a beautiful thought,
As the two year old bottle hit’s the lips,
And maybe this is what I should have been
Waiting for
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Christmas ornaments strung out and smashed
When they were supposed to be up on stage
Garlanded and thrashing for
The miracle play- and you said it was going to
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Let me feel your truancy- let me be your apple
Scars, your scabrous efficiency- I want to be your airplane
Leaping from your gallant stride;
I’ll take off and I’ll glide and get a good look down your
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