Blindly spending the
  bulk

Of my temporal
  capital
 
Hourly deficits
  started to climb

And piled into
  notes

I will never
  repay

Stored in vaults
  that I’ll never find

Words lay
  uncashed

As I waste even
  more
 
In my attempt to go
  back and re-sign

All those debts
  left untendered

 Never forgiven
  now due

That fate
  has secured
  —and defined

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)
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Kurt Philip Behm

Longtime writer with eleven books in publication. Three of them Poetry. : The Death Of The Playground : The Sword Of Ichiban : Searching For Crazy Horse : Darkening Sun : An Anthology Of Perception-Vol's 1 & 2 : After Midnight : Sammy And Bumpers : The Fall City Mandate : Revenge Along The War Trail : Death from The Sky more…

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