Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
Your lies much more exciting,
than any truth you never told
Stolen moments of pure delight,
the future your cuckold
Touch betrays what...
The threshold of lies
is hearsay
The jailer and killer
—of truth
(Devil’s Tower: July, 2019)
If words were notes upon a score,
would the melody play beyond…
Each phrase a chord, each line a hymn,
each paragraph a song
If words...
There’s a hope that exists beyond reason,
like the refrain of a well written song
There’s a tragedy still trapped in each season,
...