Morning Left Waiting

Kurt Philip Behm

I lost my shadow

in the hills of pain

and wandered in darkness

chasing in vain

 

I lost my shadow

 the sun took flight

morning left waiting

adrift in the night

 

I lost my shadow

wolves distant howl

tracking my torment

whose grief I prowl

 

I lost my shadow

and then my name

connection severed

—myself to blame

 

(The New Room: September, 2022)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 24th, 2022 09:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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