Tokens In Exile Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Tokens In Exile



Seconds hunger
days unweaned
compression fracture
broken dreams

Minutes uncounted
hours unnamed
Humptiest Dumpty
in pieces again

Yahweh once spoken
reason besieged
tokens in exile
pagans to grieve

One for the money
two when it's shown
oracle harlot
—cursed and dethroned

(Dreamsleep: March,2022)

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