Tasting like music
each word marches on
Out of the vacuum
flavored in song
The future parades
on both sides of the bridge
The band denied entry
so close to the edge
The toll taker muted
arms point to the sky
Pedestrians hover
and wait to get by
Guide wires of silence
restrung play adieu
When the drum major signals
—it’s safe to come through
(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)
Primal Fears
When understanding dies
—blood is all we have
(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)
Prisoner Of Language
Will time live eternal
or just its retelling
A prisoner of language
whose paradox mined
Dimension in contrast
ill-fated contrition
To look but not touch
—and hope they align
(Rosemont College: December, 2023)
Through A Vacuum
Biologically tethered
time is the demon
Your flesh and your blood
by nature defined
Each tic of the clock
your heart beats in cadence
Dogmatic in method
caught up in the brine
What if your consciousness
took a leap forward
Abandoning reference
erasing the lines
Polarity exits
its jail through a vacuum
Releasing reversing
—becoming sublime
(Rosemont College: December, 2023)
Starting Over
Dig up the foundation
requestion each premise
Wade through the bathwater
the baby must go
A leap when it’s quantum
still subject and object
Fly out of the portal
—rejecting what’s known
(Rosemont College: December, 2023)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments4
Excellent.
Thanks Man !
Merry Christmas.
Profound images, Kurt.
Thanks Jerry. The Happiest of Holidays.
Kurt
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