The Future Closed Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Future Closed



Coffee Shop traveler
Caught
Between the beginning
And the end
Revolving
On a stool
Of broken dreams
Waiting
For a check
That never comes
Holding
A twenty-four hour vigil
For all who pass through
Dreading
A future sign that reads
—WE'RE CLOSED

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2015)

Thursday, January 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: future
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