Underneath The Crepescule Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Preliminary daydreams in the afternoon’s
Truancy-
There I suppose you were, sunning on the rooftops
Over the fairytale otters,
Pretending to be beautiful, while the fireworks
Sparked like misfits,
And the entire theatre began to fade as the housewives
Returned home, circulatory:
See the things they have brought with them beneath you-
What artwork in their tender clefts:
In their dimpled chins,
Out dancing in the spotlight of their living rooms,
While their pools pretend so many diamonds
Underneath the crepuscule of the inevitable moon.





Preliminary daydreams in the afternoon’s
Truancy-
There I suppose you were, sunning on the rooftops
Over the fairytale otters,
Pretending to be beautiful, while the fireworks
Sparked like misfits,
And the entire theatre began to fade as the housewives
Returned home, circulatory:
See the things they have brought with them beneath you-
What artwork in their tender clefts:
In their dimpled chins,
Out dancing in the spotlight of their living rooms,
While their pools pretend so many diamonds
Underneath the crepuscule of the inevitable moon.


Preliminary daydreams in the afternoon’s
Truancy-
There I suppose you were, sunning on the rooftops
Over the fairytale otters,
Pretending to be beautiful, while the fireworks
Sparked like misfits,
And the entire theatre began to fade as the housewives
Returned home, circulatory:
See the things they have brought with them beneath you-
What artwork in their tender clefts:
In their dimpled chins,
Out dancing in the spotlight of their living rooms,
While their pools pretend so many diamonds
Underneath the crepuscule of the inevitable moon.
Preliminary daydreams in the afternoon’s
Truancy-
There I suppose you were, sunning on the rooftops
Over the fairytale otters,
Pretending to be beautiful, while the fireworks
Sparked like misfits,
And the entire theatre began to fade as the housewives
Returned home, circulatory:
See the things they have brought with them beneath you-
What artwork in their tender clefts:
In their dimpled chins,
Out dancing in the spotlight of their living rooms,
While their pools pretend so many diamonds
Underneath the crepuscule of the inevitable moon.
Preliminary daydreams in the afternoon’s
Truancy-
There I suppose you were, sunning on the rooftops
Over the fairytale otters,
Pretending to be beautiful, while the fireworks
Sparked like misfits,
And the entire theatre began to fade as the housewives
Returned home, circulatory:
See the things they have brought with them beneath you-
What artwork in their tender clefts:
In their dimpled chins,
Out dancing in the spotlight of their living rooms,
While their pools pretend so many diamonds
Underneath the crepuscule of the inevitable moon.