Changing with each season,
voices come and go
what’s lost undreamed, ourselves demeaned,
in search of the unknown
Naked and left wanting,
fortune sires myth
impregnating its mystery
—with tales of the abyss
(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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