Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Dream-Weavers

There are people 
who
 I love to hate
that live inside my heart

They thread me
 in
then knot me up
new patterns in the dark

To make my world
a 
thicker braid
than those who fawn and swoon

And stitch the flame
 of 
tangled fire
—unwoven in my loom

(Ronald McDonald House: August, 2021)

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