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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)

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