Devil's Breath Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Devil's Breath

Tempests of
inclemency
Cyclones filled
with pain
Tornadoes come
and go at will
With nothing
to remain

Caught inside
their whirlwind
Whose spin to wreak
and hurl
A demon vortex
roaming wild
Destruction
— to unfurl

(The New Room: April,2025)

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