Like children, pages
drift away adolescent,
refusing what I offer

Defiant
in their questions,
beyond all answers in their parting
Forcing what’s left, to live trapped
in the abandoned distance
between us now
All movement stopped
and estranged, from the very things
we used to know
(Worcester Massachusetts: March, 2011)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
Ouch.
Writers block?
the certain inevitability of family turmoil to some level...?
The uselessness of the shells of both of these relationships after the pain?
That is what I got out of it, despite what you meant.
In any case,
Perfect.
Success! Thanks so much.
Kurt
Perhaps with maturity old exciting ideas loose interest. That chapter is closed. Thanks for another intriguing poem.
Thanks for the accurate insight!
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