What do the years mean
when they come to an end
their number a prison
if hearts cannot mend
A month or a decade
results but the same
when love is abandoned
—there’s nothing but pain
(Dreamsleep: August, 2023)
Jester In Transit
Bending a breaking point
rupturing time
Eons of history
skirting the line
Paradox native
our true D.N.A.
Truth as a concept
forever in play
Yessing and noing
transfixed in between
The jester in transit
all canons demeaned
Freeing the moment
the first wedded last
a twist to the turning
- —where memory contrasts
(Septa R5 To 30th Street: August, 2023)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments7
this is ART
Thanks so much.
this is ART
Very kind, thanks
Wow!! Beautiful! And...true!!!
Thanks Liz
Thank you, again.
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