Out Of Time Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Out Of Time



Born to the same words as you,
the feelings were my own

Language shared, intention spared,
a vision fully grown

Our words converse, in separate verse,
your prose unto my rhyme

To search that darkest hidden place,
two footsteps out of time

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2017)

Saturday, June 10, 2017
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