Antigua Sonos
A wagon wheel across the stones
—ancient sounds
The death of night, the birth of dawn
—ancient sounds
The blood of my enemy drips from my sword
—ancient sounds
A voice from beyond, heard from within
—ancient sounds
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2022
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