Driving In New Mexico, Laser Beams Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Driving In New Mexico, Laser Beams



Selling fireworks
in golden dungeons
high in the mountains
across too many streams.

Wednesday, August 2, 2017
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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