max mundan poetry

Amazonia Smile

Everything can kill you and everything can give you life the plants, the worms the frogs, the ants your smile your smile I was trudging through mud up to my ankles drenched in rain and in fear and yet in … More

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The Kiss (as an end in itself)

Many young men for I was once one of those are taught, for better or worse that the kiss your sweet lips pressed to mine is some sort of erotic purgatory a vista point a waiting room on the long … More

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Waves

you come in waves you are connected sex is connected everything is connected in one all-consuming impenetrable web and I am a fly trapped in the strands waiting for the spider to bite you come in waves aren’t you a … More

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