Cloning The Moment Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Cloning The Moment

The True Cost

You can't have choice
unless you have doubt

The price of freedom
— seeded to sprout

(Dreamsleep: June,2024)


Living Now

A mouthful of salt
a fistful of memories
Choking tomorrow
— on the joy of today

(Dreamsleep: June,2024)

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