The Zygotes And The Marrionettes Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The sea by the waves of nowhere- -
I am a corpse,
Drinking rum and eating pizza,
As the night fans out,
Above the playgrounds of the zoo
And the highway—
And there is something else
That can be believed,
Even though you haven't
Read the text,
And the fire trucks have crashed
Into brick walls—
Their little fantails fading,
Pretending to be beautiful
Even as they go out over the
Overnight counters—
Hallucinations in the brick-a-brac of
Their delis,
And how can I tell her that I am not
Here- I cannot even spell her name,
But this is how I will pretend to
Survive,
Playing my little movies while nothing
But the zygotes and the marionettes
Are around.