Rock Legends
There’s a certain type of age
that can’t get old
Death caught within the road signs
of its bartered weakness
Where voices cry a fevered wish
to all who listen
And legends write their epitaphs
—on hearts afire
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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