Blind Side Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Blind Side



The last day of vacation,
you told me things had changed

The last day of vacation,
each word seducing pain

The last day of vacation,
a new look in your eyes

The last day of vacation,
unveiling your disguise

The last day of vacation,
your back to turn away

The last day of vacation,
our future gone astray

That last day of vacation,
the sun had left the sky

That last day of vacation
—hello became goodbye

(The New Room: November,2021)

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