Similacrum Of Love Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Similacrum Of Love



New Mexicans waiting on
The granite steps of the monuments for
The gifts of the magi—
How will they wonder on home,
Having been defeated by the great powers—
But they take solace by
Stealing the apples from their
Masters' Christmas trees—
And I have loved them while making love
To the promises they do not keep:
She leapt above her Disney World—
And she wept as she leaped—
The same way that crocodiles cry for everyone:
She did the same to me—
Underneath the airplanes and the skyscrapers—
Giving her love to the skeletons
Tattooed
Everywhere they could not breathe—
As jeweled mermaids swam through the caesuras,
Giving nude clips to the tourists
Who all lived upon their ships—
And they kept peering down into the greater amusements
Where they knew that she kept—
As she pretended to swim for them—
A simulacrum of love leaping across the doused
Bonfires—
As the sunlight doused into the parks—
As the shadows crept into the hours.

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