Caretaker

It was a dark and stormy night, I heard
(But not from you); the windowpanes all cracked,
The sea air entered (And yet not one word
From you), the waves and thunder both attacked
The stillness of your slumber (Not a sound,
An inkling, an indication), all
The lightbulbs flickered endlessly; the doors
Creaked like damned souls; a waterfall
Sprang up inside the library; the roars
Of raindrops sluicing off the roof were stilled
Only by it giving way (And to compound
All this, your silence. It's as if you willed
My anger.) What was high is thrown to ground
And ruined (Have no doubt, you will be billed.)