Upon reaching the top
I found a new bottom
Polarity lies
with the truth ill begotten
Direction a ruse
in misguided fruition
As searchers take flight
— in their new destitution
(The New Room: January, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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- Published: April 19th, 2025 10:19
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Love this one Kurt I talks of how there is no absolute. First thing I thought of was sports where a young high school star finds that in college there is so much more talent and then in the pros how he is now on the bottom not the top. The same with what one thought truth once well known finds that it is just the beginning
Thanks. Yes, an endless cycle recycling.
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