Devil's Potion
My cup runneth over
your chalice half full
The emptiness suspect
both murky and dull
It shines on the outside
jewels christened with fire
But to drink from that liquid
—forever a liar
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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