Kurt Philip Behm Poet Free verse

Son of the Raging Tiger

Warrior Poet…
Son of the raging
Tiger

Provoked
By the scent
Of anticipation

Roaming
In the abyss
Of all excuse

Preying
On all wasted time
And wasted lies

Stalking 
The foreign crevices
Of each denial

Devouring 
In the end
   —what you fear the most

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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