Marking the Secrets
Violence deceives
in the absence of love
masking a template
that fits like a glove
Destruction and madness
call from within
where lies have embedded
in footnotes to sin
Violence festers
in spirit deformed
to strike ever constant
those feelings unborn
Its petroglyph’s holler
from caves deep inside
marking the secrets
—we most try to hide
(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2023
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