An Empty Reference Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

An Empty Reference



Are all notions of time a trap…
The perpetual present
The greatest one of all
Are all capsules of existence
Just graves we dig for ourselves
Each shovel full of denial
Burying us deep
—within an empty reference

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September,2016)

Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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