Everything Else Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Everything Else



We looked at the albino alligator today together:
You said it was the first one of its kind that you had seen,
And then you took my by the jaw and kissed me about the
Mouth the way the waves sometimes can be seen kissing the
Dying cenotaphs,
And I couldn’t remember anything else- except that the
Tables had turned, and I was your mistress:
Like a turtle who sometimes lives away from his home,
I returned with you to the underbelly of my house:
And what did we do- what did we do so far away from the
Frontier,
And two days further still until your home town in the dry sticks
And woods where Walkin says that there are too many mosquitoes to
Even breathe during this time of year:
Alma:
I made your hair look like a witch’s today- and that is what you said,
And when I called my mother on the phone she said that you
Were a very sweet girl, but
That she didn’t wish me to be hurt again: but, Alma, I have a castle
In the sand and I know its time will come before the evening of
The day:
But I can hold your hand, Alma- I can hold your hand while the
Waves take everything else away.

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