A conduit
of passion
Where life
can be recharged
Exists inside
our psyches
To free
the darkness charred
Isotopes
of fusion
Where fact
and fiction wed
To redefine
our essence
And make
— tomorrow’s bed
(Dreamsleep: January, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
Oh I like this one too Kurt it takes a little more thinking than most but it is worth it
Thanks man.
You are welcome Kurt
Kurt, this feels charged and inward. It moves like a thought waking itself up, calm on the surface with heat underneath. The restraint gives it strength. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
"A thought waking itself up" EXCELLENT !
Thank you. That is what came to mind when reading it. Glad it resonated.
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