It’s the same form of difference,
each place that I go
Hotel chains and Walmart,
McDonalds that grow
The downtown's breed stepfords,
banks, dollar stores throng
Identities corporate
—our history bygone
(The New Room: April, 2021)
Last Spark
The fuse was lit
on the ending of my trauma
Awaiting combustion
—joy in the wind
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
Fill In The Blank
The issue…
only fate to know
—and only time to heal
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
Breaking Through
Living after love departs
—life after death
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
Unclaimed
Writing in obscurity,
musings unrestrained
Words to live both free and clear
—nothing to repay
(The New Room: April, 2021)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
Always an enjoyable read
Thanks Trenz
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