As we age
death
reclaims us
Stealing
our youth
and then our hope
In the ground
where
memories rot
Willing us
nothing
—but the dark
(Dreamsleep: August, 2023)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2023 18:58
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That last stanza is eerily exact. And for sure it does reclaim but I propose that w proper vigor and commitment you can use and wear diem every ounce of your youth all by yourself. The Reaper gets what’s left but when my youth provided me options I danced with all to squeeze out the PRIVLEGE I always like your stuff and your angular view.
Thanks Bobby, appreciate the read.
Kurt
Thanks H.
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