Indifferent Godzillas Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Indifferent Godzillas,
They’ll break what you just bought-
If you are ready, or even if you are not;
Their eyes are coal-trains fast stoked in
The storm,
Their horns Siamese Jewesses wreathing
Like corn,
And they’ll tear through the city,
And they’ll tear through your sleep,
Fondling the children and shearing the sheep:
They'll pluck all the Sheilas from atop the
Tall cony boughs,
They’ll trough through the cloud banks and
Sneak into shows-
I’ve seen them there dwarfing me in my surliest dreams,
Abducting the damsels and licking their creams;
And I suppose when the proceeding day comes and
Newly abides,
They’ll slip back under the sheets until their carbuncles
Hit the deepest waves,
Still grinning like sailors, and chanting like braves.
Next time you’ll come and I’ll show them to you-
We’ll stand on the safe precipice overlooking the zoo.
Maybe we’ll hold hands, or maybe we wont-
Those tall tailed cities with easy persuasions,
You’ll look so pretty, and maybe we’ll kiss, or maybe
We wont; They’ll turn about like a thieving metropolis,
As they pick and choose how to ravish our nation.