Last Cradle
The footsteps of darkness,
approach from behind
On death’s quiet tiptoes,
to shadow and find
Once shoulder to shoulder,
the clock starts to stop
The future detaching
—last cradle unrocked
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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