Kurt Philip Behm

Tick Tock Doom (+1)

How much prescience

did you leave behind

futures left unfelt

 

How much transience

were you denied

with aces left undealt

 

How many doors

stayed closed and shut

no matter how hard you knocked

 

How many chances

did you waste

— as you slaved before the clock

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2025)

 

 

 

Unto Thy Name

 

A pregnant Nun

in rural France

long cloistered

and alone

 

While crowned in light

from high above

she kneels before

the throne

 

Her vows intact

as rumors grow

she lives beyond

the fray

 

And hears a Voice

from deep

inside

  “Unto Thy Name They’ll Pray”

 

(1st Book Of Prayers: October, 2025)