Kurt Philip Behm

Finality Of Love (+1)

Shedding a final tear

from the cellar of my pain

The walls close in the sorrow

imprisoning me again

 

Breathing a final sigh

into a memory you forget

My words trapped into silence

—alone with my regret

 

(The New Room: January, 2022)

 

 

Hunting The Silence

 

Sleeping inside my fury,

the predators keep away

Passing downwind of my ire,

seeking lesser prey

 

My strength is wrapped around me,

no more armor do I need

The fangs of lions, bears, and wolves,

break upon my sleeve

 

My campfire roars in anger,

the birds have stilled their wings

The tracks of blood I left today,

tomorrow’s path to bring

 

As ruler of this forest,

my range the great divide

To those who hear me coming

—upon whose fear I thrive

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)