With Every Breath
It’s not about
your need to hear
but what I need to say
The words unbartered
spoken clean
released to have their way
They choose their own
intended path
in beelines of advance
To scent the air
with every breath
—beyond your circumstance
(Saint David’s Pennsylvania: June, 2022)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2022
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