Drowning in my bitterness
and the smallness of reluctance
I refuse again to see
what life has gifted me unclaimed
Falling back into the prison of my dark
unfolding memoir
Drifting lost into an older time
— negativity holds dear
(The New Room: May, 2024)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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