A demon’s playing
but no one’s listening
Black whirlwind coming
tomorrow hissing
The moment christened
in dark despair
Entrapping vision
beyond repair
A mantra chanting
its rhythm waning
Despoiled virtue
with time refraining
Unmasking Hoder
in blind respite
The god of darkness
—and lost delight
(Dreamsleep: August, 2023)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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