Kurt Philip Behm

Fear Stalks The Night

Making sense of it all…

our grandest myth

 

Wisdom born of age,

bleeds from youth’s betrayal

 

Questions drying unvarnished,

naked meanings

 

Darker darks reface the cliff,

edges sharper cut

 

Two images, clearer than before,

preying in deadly contrast

 

As wonder divides the day,

—fear stalks the night

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)