Curses Abort Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The harder I fight,
the stronger they wield

The sharper their knives,
the thicker my shield

The louder their shouts,
the deeper my scream

Reality theirs,
—all time but a dream

The moment they chose,
my spirit was gone

Their words uninvited,
dead verse to a song

That plays a reunion,
a reckoning of sorts

Whose lyrics birth silent
—as curses abort

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2017)