Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

In The Wings

There’s knowledge
in the world
for only 
the captive

Insight
on the other
hand
prescient to roam 

No ceiling
to happiness
but a floor
to sorrow

Direction
a vagrant
that goes 
where it goes

Spoken 
in cadence
our oaths
are rechanted

Carrying
voices
through moments 
on loan

Traveling
together
in blind
expectation

Questions
awaiting
in freedoms
—unknown

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)

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