Word Massacre Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Word Massacre



Ravagers of Poesy,
spear points of denial

Mongol hordes of fancied verse,
spewing dense and vile

Free words they herd together,
to drive toward a cliff

Trampled once they hit the ground
—by verbal hippogriffs

(Buffalo Jump-Sheridan Wyoming: July,2019)

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