Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

One Step

As strength deserts
my body
the weights grow
hard to lift
Each rep I fake
four breaths I take
and atrophy
persists

Those muscles ripped
in times long past
but memory
to me now
An aging racehorse
on the hill
one step
— beyond the plow

(Anytime Fitness: September, 2025)

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Andrea Dietrich September 20, 2025 at 9:29 AM I sure can relate. Getting hip replacement soon! Loved your last clever line Kurt Philip Behm September 23, 2025 at 3:15 PM I had one 20 years ago. You're going to feel great.