New Memories Rehearse
Deeply hidden within thoughts
that linger
A centuries old message to know
and then feel
Remembrance crying out from the
darkness approaching
In a voice so familiar—our fortune
to steal
It calls to us silent as it waits
for an answer
It calls to us closer as all
distance revokes
It calls from within us in a voice
our breath fosters
It calls us beyond all past anguish
and hope
The air now grows heavy with
a mist that induces
Words mate in the fog as the
letters reverse
The ending comes first, as the beginning
still chases
Sleep only forgiven as new memories
rehearse
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2016
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