What’s written in the past,
the shadows capture
Those words saved for tomorrow,
fantasy
But what I write today,
to live forever
Alive unto itself
—time’s reverie
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
Id Infinitum
We live,
have lived,
and always will
—live in troubled times
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
No Enmity
Turning down every invitation…
the invitations stopped
Ensuring the freedom I always craved,
alone inside my thoughts
Misunderstood and misrepresented,
my feelings misconstrued
And needing to live within myself
—no enmity toward you
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2020)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: April 24th, 2020 13:28
- Category: Unclassified
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