Kurt Philip Behm Poems

Promises and good wishes
all fantasy pays

The currency of commitment
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For the lack of one letter,
the word could not form

For the lack of one word,
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When the world turns
on a whisper

Why do we insist on
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Purity weds corruption,
a marriage unrhymed

An Angel having fallen
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Between the lines
You read my story
The pain I felt
You washed in glory
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Fighting my memory,
I watched the calendar turn
Flashes of my grandfather
Racing through my mind
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Dancing to the music
inside a mountain garage,
—Laura became my partner
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Coming from nowhere
Going the same
The tracks in front
Pointing to
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