Left To Rot Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Left To Rot



Not knowing the outcome,
I'd hide in the field

And wait for nature
to turn out the yield

Perception unharvested,
the thick to the thin

The fantasies rotting
—all truth caving in

(Stoltzfus Farm: December,2020)

Saturday, December 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: perception
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