The Final Lie

Kurt Philip Behm

Numbers have a lasting smell

while figures have a taste

Shapes can make an ancient sound

whose feelings stay untraced     

 

Intuition grants a wish

to those who rebegin 

Dimension in the blackest hole

new dwarf stars from within

 

Counting up or counting down

deception stays the same

What you gain or what you lose

redundant in the game

 

Endings come and endings go

ephemerally despised

Until the sacrificial lamb

—bleats out the final lie

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)

 

 

 

 

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  • jarcher54

    Very compelling... the "meaning" sneaks up on you, you lose your track for a moment, then another meaning starts to form. Just the right amount of abstraction and image to fascinate. If I have not said it before, even when I don't understand or embrace one of your poems, I must admit that you have just about the most sophisticated, well-edited style and diction of all the regular posters on this site. You never let me down in that respect. I am always impressed by your word-craft.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      And you're the kind of reader-poet that inspires me
      to continue writing. I always love hearing from you.

      Thanks again

      Kurt

      • jarcher54

        I read a lot more than I compose... I still work and most of my creativity and brainpower goes toward my intensely fascinating but unpoetic career as it winds down... You keep me coming back.

        • Kurt Philip Behm

          I'll continue to try my best.

          Thanks

        • L. B. Mek

          'Numbers have a lasting smell
          while figures have a taste'

          'Dimension in the blackest hole'

          'Counting up or counting down
          deception stays the same'
          (1*9=0 '9'
          2*9=1 '8'
          3*9=2 '7'
          4*9=3 '6'
          5*9=4 '5'
          6*9=5 '4'
          7*9=6 '3'
          8*9=7 '2'
          9*9=8 '1'
          10*9=9 '0')
          why do you think, 'they'
          don't teach it like this in schools
          (loved this dear Poet
          great work!
          and yes, there is no greater Art
          than Nature's, maths
          'gravity's opposing forces
          as a probability of happenstance anyone?')
          lol
          no wonder, half a millennia later
          science can barely manage to reverse engineer
          such a meagre percentile of wondrous Nature
          Pythagoras had it sussed
          we should all be worshipping
          the Mexican jumping bean
          lmao

        • Kurt Philip Behm

          Yes, Cormac McCarthys ‘Stella Maris.’

          • L. B. Mek

            not read that one but Paulo Coelho's
            'veronica decides to die'
            stays with me, decades later
            (the subject matter of the books seems similar
            do you recommend 'Stella Maris'?)



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