Corinthian

I opened my eyes

and reached for the clock

that glowed in the dark

like a luminous friendAs a regency buck

with a three cornered head

appeared in my room

and stood at the end of my bedAt first I was sure

it must be a dream

but after awhile

I knew it was realSo I turned on the light

and tried to be brave

and the city outside

was silent and still as the gravePaler than dawn

was my visitor's face

and darker than night

was the shadow he castSo I rose from my bed

and I asked him his name

and he suddenly turned

and vanished as quick as he came