Feeling Its Weight Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Feeling Its Weight



Waiting with answers
to questions unasked,
a vacuum state appears

Smelling the ozone
feeling its weight,
all time reduced to tears

A newness reborn
a prophecy filled,
the words await unsaid

As what was created
before it was made
—returns to raise the dead

(Dreamsleep: January,2023)

Monday, January 9, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: answers,january
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