Kurt Philip Behm

Saturday Muse

Still Foreign

 

No matter

how much love

is present

My feelings

truant reign

 

The ghost

inside me

will not leave

Inducing

love’s disdain

 

All joy

a vagrant

along the tracks

where distance

holds me sway

 

And love

still foreign

wherein I roam

and where

— I’m doomed to stay

 

(The New Room: February, 2026) 

  

Blowback

 

Judge

lest thee

be judged

 

Harm

lest thee

be harmed

 

Steal

lest thee

be robbed

 

Kill

lest thee

— be dead

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2026) 

  

Somewhere In The Queue

 

We’re all going

to die

Only the order

— stays undetermined

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2026) 

 

Above & Beyond

 

Fire cannot

burn

Nor water

drown

The truth

at its essence

Immortal

— resounds

 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)

  

Owning The Moment

 

Pain on the front side

healing out back

Earning each scar

that my memory attacks

 

Writing uncensored

no words in arrears

Owning the moment

— unburdened by fear

 

(The New Room: February, 2026)