Misplaced

Max Meunier

Max or Not

what was it that simon once said?

something, something, now exist?

i turned around
and stood on one foot…

ran in place
with arms stretched out

reached into the skies unknowing

ate all my veggies
went to bed

well, homework was a different story . . .

more or less
one day, i was left to tend my own devices

but somewhere along blurred lines converging
i forgot the laws of physics

consciousness then spliced, divergent

simon’s orders fell to silence

maybe it was all just hokey-pokey

nonetheless, misplaced

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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