The Only Cost
Painting myself into an emotional corner
feelings trapped and staid
Family eliminated one by one
old hurts and wounds replayed
Each year a brick in this wall of pain
to shield me from the loss
Isolation my next of kin
—love the only cost
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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