Out Of Doors Wedding Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Out Of Doors Wedding



When I see you again I want to
Remember my wolverine heritage,
And shop class:
How I bent empirical matters, or
Like Nicola Tesla invented the rags of electricity;
And clap down on my knees before the
Hotel rooms of careless monuments,
And the mountains white washed in snow:
Before Sharon and all that
She’d like to know, Diana;
And smell your vibrant crotch like the crook of
A perfumed citrus tree halfway off the
Lips of Spain;
Diana- I want to reciprocate from the prow of
An over infatuated boat;
I want to ruin my teeth on your venal acids:
I want a swollen jaw from the repeated swill of
Your curvaceous song birds:
I want whole nests of them in my mouth:
I want to live forever in South America lollygagging
To the show tunes of your rich c&nt:
I want to invade your pathetic country and undermine it
From between the cruxes of hot plates:
I want to pay for a room with you by the hour,
And double date:
Diana- I want to get married in a cerulean church under
The banisters of cancan hooligans.
I want to do it right and take your daughter with us
To cartoon movies, and kill off all your evil witches
With squirt guns;
And then we can sit together and see how the sea moves:
See how it moves like your less beautiful sister,
Diana,
All warm and lost into the lesser complications with my banded
Hand on your knee naked of the garter,
Diana, you oh so carelessly threw away at our out of
Doors wedding.

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