Tomorrow's Masquerade
I thought perhaps to steal the myth
and hoard away the dream
Mirages fade with pretense lost,
things never what they seem
A future darkness redefined,
the past still yet to know
Intention vested—moments spent
with nowhere left to go
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2021
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