House For A Lover Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Lines I’ve given you, like feeding the
Hungry mouths of heaven
But joy- as you look into my eyes as you eat,
As I then drive home through all of
The loneliness in your daylight
Trying to sing to you without its tongue,
As arrowheads are discovered underfoot of a
High school of somewhere,
And then the day doesn’t know where it is
Going-
But it proceeds to build a house for a lover
That it then burns down.