With No Escape Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

With No Escape



In dark corners of the city,
old shadows are found

In dark corners of the city,
premonitions abound

In dark corners of the city,
the doors swing one way

In dark corners of the city,
your soul becomes prey

In dark corners of the city,
where hope goes to die

In dark corners of the city
—your dreams say goodbye

(Dreamsleep: October,2021)

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