Burial Row Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Burial Row
Born of perdition's rage
and damnation
his life was spent in vain
Orphaned by every dead-end street
where darkness hides
the greatest pain
Fear his lone relation
among shadows
with no escape
Living disowned on burial row
cursing each gravestone
—dying in place
(The New Room: September,2023)
Thursday, September 7, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: september
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