North Rim

Kurt Philip Behm

Grand Canyon darkness—city nights,

towering votives in wingless flight

Elevator to the desperate peak,

ninety-nine floors above the waiting street

 

Torment and doubt ride to the top,

buttons numeric finally stop

Ten steps to the railing, writhing in pain,

the cure within reach—calling your name

 

(225 West 57thSt, New York: June, 2022)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 8th, 2022 08:56
  • Category: Unclassified
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