Kurt Philip Behm Poems

Ease after torment
delight for a time

Pain as a stranger
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Ye cursed with too much knowledge,
all fate's within your grasp
The destiny of all beguiled
entrenched behind your mask
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Ye cursed with too much knowledge,
all fate's within your grasp
The destiny of all beguiled
entrenched behind your mask
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Adopting the world
for what it is
The illusion orphaned
—death to begin
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Have I finally truly said it all
running out of words
Thoughts and feelings too remote
my pen a blunted sword
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You first forgive
to then forget
Judgment lost
in past regret
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Blood upon the keyboards
harmonicas in flight
Chasing notes across the score
horns that greet the night
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Some of us were meant to age
of those I am not one
To grace a rocker on the porch
death by zero-sum
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At war for the truth
words imprison the mind
The will as a beacon
—its light undefined
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"The price of excellence
eternal vigilance"
A sheep dog watches
—the wolves at bay
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