Their Usual School Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Leave me alone and
Dancing at the playgrounds: leave me alone while
The sun discovers
The empty ground-
And my grandmother has died- her eyes have become
Empty,
But filled with the dreams of sea life,
And I swim alone thinking about her
While the steam engines of rocket ships take off:
They go far away to play baseball games
Underneath the moon:
The grow up underneath the heavens,
And collect the tears of golden baboons:
But these words are here for you,
Outside the burbling cauldrons of another
Emptiness of dungeons:
They go there to serve their wishes away,
And to kiss the heavens:
They use up all of their rocket school- and they fly
Over the playgrounds-
And the disappear across the luckless daylight
Of their usual school.