Out of the Void
That pit in my soul…
a space left unfilled
The harder I struggle,
the deeper it drills
Its emptiness constant,
dominion unsure
A puppet on tethers,
with vacuum secured
One choice left unspoken,
whose die never cast
To reach through the darkness,
the blindness unmasked
A backfill is starting,
my cavern relines
The light has reentered
—new future defined
(The New Room: January, 2022)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2022
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