Fictions The Truants Tell Themselves Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Upon the bones of heavy slumbering
They cheated on their loved ones inside a bus
That was broken down in the
School yard
That the heavy and unsolvable terrapins ate
Orchids underneath of
In the oil slicks of bled unicorns- Those
Uneasiest of fictions the truants
Tell themselves as they bite their tongues
Just to make it to the other side of
The canal
To escapes those rooms where you have forever been
Looking away from them.