Desert Of Youth Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Desert Of Youth



"Nip and tuck" her surgeon says,
crow's feet on the run

Tighter skin on feathered whims,
botox zero-sum

An ageless wonder creaks inside,
bones preserve the tale

And when she smiles her lips on fire
—wanton to regale

(The New Room: December,2021)

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