Holidays Further And Further Away Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Sodium is the same one we use for
Street lights,
And I love you, but I am out of wind,
But should still be good use for you on
Halloween,
Or maybe even other Holidays;
And we can go out holding hands until
The brightness dims,
And no one should ever go home knowing
Us,
And we can get rich on toothless famine;
And under the lights of Enceladus's
Icy crust, the housewives are washing dishes,
And the cops are gossiping at every corner
So everyone is safe:
And I can see how colorful your eyes are,
Even when they ring other planets;
And if you’ll allow me before you run away,
To take you to the park where they dug the lake
To increase property values,
Then there I’ll keep a house for you that no one
Else can see,
And room it full of children and hold séances to
Such grief
After you have let go of my hand and left,
And October ended and the kids died at the lake,
And I married another woman who didn’t have
Your eyes;
But I will still, from the lowest roof, light off white
And blue fireworks that will die into the butchered
Revenues of so many mistakes,
And holidays further and further away from you.