Sutured Infirmity Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Sutured Infirmity

Rating: 3.5


Gripping the meteor,
both hands for dear life

Expelling, compelling,
less heat and more light

Afraid to let go,
knowing what it will mean

My pen to go dry
—my heart not to bleed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2017)

Wednesday, April 12, 2017
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