Morning Left Waiting
I lost my shadow
in the hills of pain
and wandered in darkness
chasing in vain
I lost my shadow
the sun took flight
morning left waiting
adrift in the night
I lost my shadow
wolves distant howl
tracking my torment
whose grief I prowl
I lost my shadow
and then my name
connection severed
—myself to blame
(The New Room: September, 2022)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2022
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