Kurt Philip Behm


The Contradiction Rhymed - Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Playing cards at
29

I bet the man with
my last dime

He set the clock
he kept the time

The table swung
the voices climbed

All chips transparent
a pot sublime

A last wager made,
—the contradiction rhymed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December,2015)

Topic(s) of this poem: destiny

Form: Epistle


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2015



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