Cross—hairs Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Cross—hairs

To a hammer
everything
looks like a nail

To a writer
everything
looks like a tale

To a hunter
everything
looks like a kill

To a prophet
everything
— unto his will

(The New Room: September,2024)

Thursday, September 5, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: september
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