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It’d been a while since I last
Sat down to write
Something.
Sis is in town
...

Growing or grown accustomed to
The merry partied living,
As the snake, it now acquaints itself
With the temperature of giving.
...

Oh this is it,
The co-keds multiplied by 50
Inversed and then squared off
And separated
...

Since the last moon girl you know
Your eyes bore holes upon my soul,
Becoming whole again with out you
Has not seemed real, impossible.
...

Alert!
That is what you must be.

While reading poetry, like writing it,
...

How is it you can teach me?
How can I be un-taught?
I must return Divinity,
Beginning Inner Thought.
...

Meggy darling
Diamond dear
These diamonds are my greatest fear.
...

Standing, admiring, the flame.
The smoke reaches out for me, tickles
my nostrils with the scent of Church.
The flame moves lower on the stick of incense.
...

And there I was
Walking back into
The night,
With the man
...

When the letters blend and blur
Sights un-seeing can occur.

And in this moment
...

Walking.
The A.R.E. has never seemed so far away.
Its cold today.
...

Frosty-beard.
Afeard of losses and accruing.
I’m suing on account
Of please-
...

I too once was a wild stallion.
Wind at my back,
Sun fresh and always
upon my face.
...

N
the collected files of wonder
dot BMT exists as DMT . (dot)
the lesser of two stupids
...

Limpid essence of understanding
For that which is no disappearance
And returns without disguise to float
Without purpose or knowledge of its going.
...

Love is infinity
As life is not reality.

Missing little messages
...

In the foreground
Of the paint shop-
There stood a sprightly looking man.
...

Here and now,
I am the professor;
Of truths already alighted
Upon
...

Heart beats fast – seeing such designs,
It’s time to come – Come, you’ll be fine.
The hour draws near – shine yields twilight.
This day can’t last, don’t try to fight.
...

Once in wonder,
Stepping I
Found a place
Where I could lie.
...

The Best Poem Of Max McGovern

Coin-Age

It’d been a while since I last
Sat down to write
Something.
Sis is in town
With baby Neil.
She’s had enough
I can tell, and I haven’t
Been around much to just
Talk.
Last time she came
I was gone too,
Just like Neil Sr. is now.
Conference in Williamsburg.
He left today
After she and he and
My dad
Went to the beer fest
Down at the boardwalk
While I was having brunch.
I just couldn’t get up.

I drove all over town,
Literally spent all day,
Giving and receiving
Little pieces of metal and paper
For the feeling
Of shredding sidewalk.
It was cold skating back
From good old Jimmy’s house.
Last time it was 1 am
When I came home from Jimmy’s,
On a school night
No less.

I couldn’t believe that I now
Had what they call a
“fauxhawk.”
I looked for the clippers,
But I guess I misplaced them.
The little stacks of change
Scattered around my room
Had grown in size
And number.
I found the Archangel Michael
- Patron of Paratroopers –
Pendant that my mom
Gave me on the day of SATs.
She sent me off
With encouraging words
And bad directions.
The invitations for applications
had been piling high as well.
One of these days
I know I’ll have to deal with it all.
But I Relax
And count my change.

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