Not To Last Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Not To Last



I survived the 60's,
can I ask the same of you…

With soul in tact, my body wracked,
and conscience split in two

My parents now have I become,
these days of future past

With bloodshot eyes and memory owned
—by that decade not to last

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July,2019)

Thursday, July 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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