The Call Of Denial Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

The Call Of Denial



Nothing
can be its own explanation

Nothing
can leave itself

Nothing
can give dimension to time

Nothing
unsaid is spelt

Nothing
is nothing till something becomes

Nothing
a word unatoned

Nothing
that last page of unwritten rhyme

Nothing
—a temptress unknown

(Dreamsleep: January,2023)

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