The Backdoor

Today I went offline,

tiring of the 14 poetry sites I write for

longing for the closeness of a small rented room

missing the darkness when it used to call me friend

questioning if the voices I heard can find me now

wondering—if I still wonder at all

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)

Copyright 2021 Kurt Philip Behm

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