Kurt Philip Behm

Prisoner Of Time (+2)

Does your past

inhibit the meaning

 

Does a smile work

 to cover your pain

 

Does today lie in wait

for tomorrow

 

Your messages cleft,

forever the same

 

Do you write before feelings

have woken

 

The letters pretty, in cursive

review

 

When your words leave the pulpit

unspoken

 

Do you retreat to the very

last pew

 

Taking refuge,

as twilight approaches

 

All windows shuttered,

any truth to mime

 

Those orphaned moments

 to hold you captive

 

And a victim

—the prisoner of time

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

Lost Swans

 

Apollo en garde,

my prose to re-verse

 

Where Swans freely play

—the Raven in search

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

Unholy End

 

Religion is a license

—whose fee is death

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2019)