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Kurt Philip Behm
Poems
Jul 2019
Five Strangers
Five strangers walked into my dream,
arm in arm, all different versions
of my deceased mother
They looked at me one by one,
with that lookβher look,
that had been gone for so long
The first whispered to the second,
then the second to the third,
as the fourth and fifth just shook their heads
I tried to look away, but their presence
followed, and my eyes were frozen
in the judgment they proclaimed
My sleep now haunted by what I once knew,
a maternal affliction that my memory had cured
βreturning again to infect my dreams
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
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Kurt Philip Behm
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