Kurt Philip Behm Poet Free verse

When the Music's Over

Never able to break on through
 caught in the time capsule
of yesterday’s tomorrow
he wandered alone … 
Searching the darkened streets 
of Santa Monica
hearing the music—chasing the words
dancing as demons followed behind
Channeling ancient voices 
 trapped outside a future closed
to his irreverent questioning
—lost within the storm

(To JDM: August, 2023)

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John Oldham September 12, 2023 at 5:24 PM Great tribute to the Lizard King, Kurt. I remain fascinated by his extensive, and expansive, body of work - incredible amount of creative output for someone who died at 27. Regards, John Kurt Philip Behm September 12, 2023 at 5:42 PM Look for his 1st book of poems, John — The Lords And The New Creatures. Pam gave me mine over 50 years ago.

Kim Rodrigues August 14, 2023 at 4:49 PM Very interesting! Kurt Philip Behm August 14, 2023 at 6:32 PM Thanks Kim. He was one of a kind.