Forever wrong
but never in doubt
Truth on the run
the louder they shout
Facts never matter
they get in the way
With pontification
— the rule of the day
(The New Room: July, 2026)
Verses Eternal
Be in the moment
staying true to yourself
The stigma of others
but a tool in your belt
What trauma inspires
to forever beget
In verses eternal
— to never forget
(The New Room: July, 2026)
Muddy told me ...
“Try to sound like
your bacon
smells
“And keep the
kitchen
close where dwells
“Those words to fry
and sizzle
free
“Your nose
will know
— what eyes deceive”
(Dreamsleep: July, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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It seems to be a truth that more one is wrong the louder they shout. I have always wondered why that was. A great write my friend
Thanks SB.
Most welcome Kurt
Kurt, what a terrific trio! Sharp social bite, heartfelt reflection, and a wonderfully playful finish...each piece carries its own character. Excellent work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Many thanks.
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