Max Meunier/Max or Not

Max or Not

there are times
when we fall
from the face of the earth

when our boundaries
are broken

and sorrows

i swore to recall this
in autumn’s recluse

though the spiral
had naught

but to spare me

the thought
of a dull blade

led by the sun

displacing this state
of displeasure

replayed like the dawn
through the slits
by the surface

i ran
to her voice

but the void
beckoned homeward

in fear

would i find my accord

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