Robert Rorabeck

Rookie - 450 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Sepia - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Crawling jade hearts
Out of the bleeding tool-box:
Cerulean sea-horses
Swallowed in
The child’s mouth:
Love is an orange
In an imperfect snowfield,
The seizures of amber
Her eyes situate
Fluttering,
Her body all-out
Is untrustworthy,
The waves of the
Effluvious cavalry
Take her outwards,
Beneath the current’s mumbling,
Her body feels like penetration,
The salt may be a child,
A fetus of whispers
The world in everything is white
The night is the whitest,
Next to her body
Is where I go to work:
Her lips the plate I eat,
The eyes rolling captors
Who can shove me off
With a glance away,
Prehistoric hungers
Diving anew.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2008



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