Monday Sound Bites 5-18-2026

Kurt Philip Behm

Lost Indemnity

 

Death

closes the door

Life

can no longer hold open

Nothing

left to walk through

Ahead

— or behind

 

***

 

“United We Stand”

 

Liberty

holds the promise

As freedom

drives it home

Two words combine

what each defines

But weaker

— said alone

 

***

 

A Coming Dawn

 

The virgin beauty

of anticipation

Unspoiled in the wonder

— of what’s yet to become

 

***

 

Stay Away

 

Never enter an arena

where life is valued cheaply

The cost too extreme

— to win is to lose

 

***

 

Building Blocks

 

The lower you go

on the knowledge scale

— the more important it is

 

***

 

Perpetually Apropos

 

The best time for peace

— its moment is now

 

***

 

Straight Emes

 

Truth rises

through every denial

Reforming the doubt

— rebirthing the child

 

***

 

Lip Service

 

A great man is murdered

and we pass a

congressional resolution

Too little too late

to escape the mire of pandering

— failure and loss

 

***

 

First Things First

 

To do it right

 — someone must do it wrong

 

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Tag — You’re Out

 

Playing hide and seek

with my shadow

I stepped into

the light

Playing hide and seek

with myself

I succumbed

— to the dark

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2026)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Another good set Kurt wisdom or humor they fit the bill

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Kurt, I admire how you can compress large existential and moral ideas into these minimal forms without them feeling hollow or overly cryptic. Pieces like Tag β€” You’re Out especially hit that strange tension between self-awareness and self-destruction in such a concise way. Excellent set, my friend. πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      "Tagging Out" has been a recurring theme in my writing since Day1. Thanks
      again.



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