And They Leave Us Alone
Wannabees always seem to know
who the really tough guys are
Their carriage indefinable
though marked by every scar
The pheromones of conquest
carried by the chosen few
Who rumble through the tallest grass
—swallowing what they chew
(Dreamsleep: July, 2022)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2022
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