To Confess and Reveal
Words rushed through my head
clearing cobwebs away
All letters on edge
cutting doors as they played
From one room to the other,
they matched up and danced
And from basement to attic,
my mind was enhanced
Without reason, beyond memory,
they sharpened my feel
Until alone they then left me
—to confess and reveal
(Train-Penn Station NYC: March, 2015)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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