Until Darkness
The Genie-us crawled silently out of the old clock,
and climbed up the bookshelves at night
The Genie-us then read from the pages forbidden,
feeling shame with a lusty delight
The Genie-us returned as the sun came up,
crawling inside the tall clock in the hall
The old pendulum again swinging, the chimes reset
—until darkness anew comes to call
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2020
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