Carnal Madness Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Carnal Madness



The prostrate lizard,
hated savior,
crawls the crooked road to the city

Figures, sinking with the light,
bending your prayers
—watching the sun

Light retreats
as shadows leave,
emptying space for a new awareness

Its carnal madness
telling again and again
—how far you've come

(West Philadelphia: December,1972)

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