Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
You can’t make a deal
with a Judas
As tenured
they govern on high
Like the British
who sought our indenture
With graft and self-interest...
We often reach the future
by sailing in the past
Our course in life a distant breeze
— that steps tomorrows mast
(Dreamsleep: April,...
We often reach the future
by sailing in the past
Our course in life a distant breeze
— that steps tomorrows mast
(Dreamsleep: April,...
We often reach the future
by sailing in the past
Our course in life a distant breeze
— that steps tomorrows mast
(Dreamsleep: April,...
Don’t tell
me
what I
already know
Don’t give
me
what I
already have
Don’t take
me
where I’ve
already been
Don’t play
me
what I’ve ...