Letting You Go... Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

I spend my days
in celibacy unchosen
living the desperation
we share

Anguished in the knowledge
that needing you unbroken
transcends the sentence
of this chair

I hear your words, I feel your touch
imprisoned by our love
and wish to free you from this pain
to meet again above

My memory holds each tryst endeared
your beauty most sublime
to relive as I stay in place
—virility confined


(The New Room: July,2022)