Mark Of Cain Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Mark Of Cain



Designated driver,
your road to end at last

The choice was yours, mistake inured,
your future now your past

Designated driver,
those high beams in your eyes

A haunting name, the lasting blame
—that night your dreams reprise

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2020)

Thursday, February 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: guilt
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