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
Within 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 2016
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