X-Posed Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

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Don't hate me if I struck a nerve,
a tear now yours to mend

The pain acute, denial slim
—too late to then pretend

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August,2020)

Wednesday, August 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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