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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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Date: 9/12/2023 5:24:00 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
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Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 9/12/2023 5:42:00 PM
Look for his 1st book of poems, John — The Lords And The New Creatures. Pam gave me mine over 50 years ago.
Date: 8/14/2023 4:49:00 PM
Very interesting!
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Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 8/14/2023 6:32:00 PM
Thanks Kim. He was one of a kind.

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