Twin Fusion

Kurt Philip Behm

With one pen in the inkwell,

eternity got wet

 

The words to dance and laugh and pray,

phrasing’s still unmet

 

With one pen in the inkwell,

the future kissed the past

 

The moments now, the moments then

—Siamese at last

 

(Haverford College: January, 2021)

 

 

Blood & Pain

 

I shun the words you long to hear,

my heart and spirit cry

 

The votive candle burning down,

its flame a dimming lie

 

My pen to struggle against your will,

and scribe the message owned

 

That blood has drafted and pain rewrites

—not borrowed nor then loaned

 

(Valley Forge: January, 2021)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 18th, 2021 14:26
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  • FredPeyer

    We write for the future by invoking the past so they are joined (or fused?)

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    in the perpetual present...

    Thanks Fred

    Kurt



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