Memories Of The Houseboat On Your Birthday Again This Year

Kurt Philip Behm

Trying

to retrieve

the things

you threw off

the boat

before they

sink

and with them

my legacy

 

They drift

in the

saturation

of what never

should have

been said

and never

should have

been thought

 

I

fall into

the dark

water

where our

past

spawns in anger

treading

in desperation

 

Hoping

for a

last reprieve

still floating

on the

surface

of what

never really was

 

— and never will be again

 

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2026)

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  • sorenbarrett

    I loved this one its flow and finish a fave my friend

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Kurt, I know how certain dates can pull us back into relationships and histories we thought we had survived. Memory does not always honor the distance time has created. This landed deeply, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛



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