Entrenched behind
his verbiage
Each word
becomes a shield
Armor studded
hard to pierce
In phrases
— not to yield
(The New Room: August, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Sounds like someone I know and they say it sounds like me. Nicely written Kurt
Thanks Soren.
My pleasure
Good to see you back again 🙏🏻🕊️
Thanks. I never went anywhere 🙂
Powerful piece, Kurt. The language feels hardened from the inside out…carefully built, guarded, and meant to keep anything vulnerable from getting through. Tight, effective work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks, as always.
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