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Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
Allergic
to the truth
Immune
to virtues glow
One infection
plagues my soul
Whose cure
— my sin forgoes

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
Eating everything
on the menu
Dylan asked for more

His hunger
reestablished
leftovers on the floor

A bite into
the future
yesterday a *****

A meal once paid
forever staid
— new rawness to procure


(The New Room: December, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
Ambition
is the best pursuit
the road to glory
calls

Ambition
is the worst pursuit
that leads to
your downfall

Ambition
tames the wildest beast
its jungle free
of thorns

Ambition
breeds the deepest hate
your future paved
— with scorn

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
He learned
to race
before
he walked
The world
too slow
his freedom
caught
To fans
who watched
and those
who loved
His spirit
soars
at speed
— above

(The New Room: December, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
It lives
in the margins
betwixt and between

Visible
yet fleeting
a light once unseen

When reaching
to touch
its magic forestalls

Lost to that
moment
— posterity calls

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
You can only hope
that death provides
what’s sorely lacking
what life denies

You can only hope
that death will bring
the end of Winter
— unending Spring

(The New Room: December, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024
There are truths in disguise
but only one truth

Between Heaven and Hell
— time hides the difference

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
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