When I was zoetic,
my words became life
But now I am dead,
—and death becomes me
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2016)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Great write
Thanks Tony!
Welcome
two couplets and I'm blown away.
Thanks so much (as always).
Kurt
Becomes me. Clever. I think I got it.
You are the master!
Thank You, A; and Yes you did! A very becoming comment.
🙂
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