Casting Shame
By darkness I trolled,
in my oft-shedding skin
Hidden alleys I roamed,
for new victims at whim
But at last I must face
the deception I’ve wrought
And relive every memory,
that festers and rots
As the truth in rebellion,
turns its anger within
No forgive or forgetting,
or my blaming the gin
In the few moments left,
as I slither and weave
Still bearing false witness,
against those I’ve deceived
My venom gets swallowed,
death final and small
With the light I once blocked,
casting shame on it all
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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