How close can you get to the horizon,
how far can infinity feel
How near can you get to the distance,
that pulls, but then never reveals
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
To Look Back
Before success,
the work had more meaning
Before success,
with nothing to fear
Before success,
all floor and no ceiling
Before success
—the mirror was clear
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
In The End...
Blue Collar—White Collar,
choking the same
Their difference endemic,
as time casts its blame
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
Which Rose
What’s in a title,
what’s in a name
What does it matter,
praise—or to blame
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
Your scripted āDreamsleepā thoughts are truly sobering...
to say the least!
Thank you for sharing your pen with your readers.
Laura
Thanks Laura
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