Haunting Silences

Kurt Philip Behm

Whispers …

deep inside my pillow

Reminding

of each fleeting voice

trapped beyond the wind

 

Memories …

bending like a willow

Weighing down

my broken dreams

—the future lost within

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2023)

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