Dreams Undreamed
If you never write
another word
will what’s written
be enough
If you never speak
another rhyme
will your Muse
in silence rust
If you never hear
another’s plea
will you bear
the selfish cost
If you never feel
another’s pain
will your dreams undreamed
— be lost
********
Aces & Eights
Luck is for losers
wish as wish may
Winds of your folly
— keep fortune at bay
********
This Instant
Stop waiting for your
just reward
the gift has come
today
Not past or future
but wrapped
inside
this moment on display
Freeing you from
reference
and statutes
that define
Presenting you
in every way
this instant
— most sublime
********
A Freer Time
Voting against ...
no longer for
Our ballots
cast in vain
The product of
a system rigged
What’s left
in hope’s disdain
Our heroes locked
inside death row
Their skeletons
remain
The remnants
of a freer time
Elections
— forcing change
(The New Room: June, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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