Making sense of it all…
our grandest myth
Wisdom born of age,
bleeds from youth’s betrayal Questions drying unvarnished,
naked meanings
Darker darks reface the cliff,
edges sharper cut

Two images, clearer than before,
preying in deadly contrast

As wonder divides the day,
—fear stalks the night
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
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Kurt Philip Behm

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