Stirring The Pot Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Stirring The Pot



Life abhors a vacuum,
writing hates it too

So many questions, so much space,
meat to fill the stew

Emptiness is calling,
for words to write the wrongs

Where idle minds take up the space
—left vacant for too long

(Austin Park: February,2021)

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