Jailer To This Dream
A prisoner of my poetry,
a captive of this chair
The air I breathe connects me fast,
this corner now my lair
I take my meals here sitting,
my sleep in naps between
The written and the spoken word,
—both jailer to this dream
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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