Bojangles

Kurt Philip Behm

I swore

over and over

and

over and over

Forever

to love her

no matter

the whim

 

But time

after time

as each siren

would call  

I rambled

and left her

my nose

— in the wind

 

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 15th, 2024 11:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of promisses made and never kept. So is the human condition



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