Last Chance
Dead to himself,
he stepped on the ice
Cracks beginning
to form
Transcendence rejected,
skating a path
In search of time
forlorn
Crossing each memory,
forgiveness in sight
Each step,
a weighted cost
Redemption melting,
all hope in denial
Last chance
—to come across
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2020
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