Yram
Michael J. L. Griswold
I see all things in reverse
From right to left I read your words
In your world, I go unseen
Yet I hide in your looking glass
In the corners of all human gazes
Ever quite
Ever silent
Never seen
And rarely noticed
And when its time for me to play
All I do is sit and wait
Wait to hear your humans calls
In the darkened rooms with lit candles three
But wonder I must when I hear the call
What is it that you wish to see?
What makes you hope to see a figure such as me
A figure covered in crimson so sweet
Whose eerie hair is shadow black
Whose skin is paled like blood soak snow
But yet I do not heed the call
For it is different in this world
For me to come your call must be right
Speak my name in mirror’s tongue
To see me come just say my name
Three times unbroken
Three times called out
Three times correct
Yram Ydoolb
Yram Ydoolb
Yram Ydoolb
But be warned
I do not play