Kurt Philip Behm Poems

Tonight through the darkness,
I wander and crawl

The faces seem ghoulish,
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The more I think I really know,
the less I understand

The farther out to sea I drift,
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Conviction…
forcing our will
on the inertia of circumstance
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Avarice…
the family of man
chasing the last baton
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Memory kills time,
as time kills life…

Faster than a paid assassin,
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Celebration of what used to be,
what might have been,
what never was
—the past
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When the spirit listens
—the heart forgives

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December,2011)
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The lights went out,
the music played,
as Angels spread their wings
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Today was tomorrow
—all of yesterday

(Craters Of The Moon Idaho: September,2020)
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The world has forever
outgrown itself,
its pants no longer fit
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