Mea Culpa

Kurt Philip Behm

Living within the madness

the echoes come and go

Channeling everything left unsaid

in phrases yet to know

 

Time suspended, barriers down

the walls come crashing in

Each voice a memory which haunts sublime

—that unforgiven sin

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

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  • Laura🌻

    Dear Kurt,
    Your written words are ‘truer than true’!


    “Each voice a memory which haunts sublime
    —that unforgiven sin “

    I couldn’t have expressed my thoughts/feelings better than you have.

    Thank you for sharing ❣️

    Laura 🌻

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Thanks Laura. Great to hear from you.

      Kurt

      • Laura🌻

        Always my pleasure. 🤗
        I enjoy reading all of your writings and commenting on them.
        I haven’t been at my best for a while. I feel much better now.

        Laura🌻

        • Kurt Philip Behm

          Really good to hear.

          • Laura🌻

            Thank you 🙏🏻 🤗



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