Robert Rorabeck

Veteran Poet - 1,848 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Terrors Of Another Midnight - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Habitation of the playgrounds while
I am asleep,
And the waves come, like ants over the
Glowing cupboards underneath the moonlight
Where the unhealthy ships dock,
And all of this becomes unsettlingly routine—
And we buy a house in a cul-de-sac north or
South of Disney World—
The buzzards are left to fight and settle over
The detritus—
The muses disrobe and make love to the
Absolute midnight,
While we are forced to sleep with our wives,
Who are berthing the candles of our souls
As the sailors drink rum
And try to make it through the deadliest
Terrors of another midnight.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, January 21, 2013


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