Threatening Kobolds
Escaping the prose…
I hid in the verse
My mind to compose,
instead of converse
Defying description,
I sang through the notes
And placed my inscriptions
in lyrical rote
I chose to hear music
over reasons again
To dine with the mystics,
where forever begins
And when forcing my pen
back to stories untold
The Muse starts to darken
—threatening Kobolds
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2019
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