A Mutilated Oneness
Visionary’s promise,
what’s never seen
Believers die invested,
in lives that wait
Junctions of immunity,
and sweeter air
A mutilated oneness,
—we call the truth
(West Philadelphia: January, 1973)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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