Max Poem by Dog goD 8Hate

Max? ? ?

Come on Max, you can't feign finesse
it concurs immutable rules, and ...
not subject menial mental men. MAX ...
nothing is hidden, show some vitality,
show that you're not a mite n' mere minion
and steeped in the mores o' men.

Max, are ye on the edge and open?
For the infinitude beyond?
Are ye - Max - an exponent of clarity
or ... OR ... are ye content with
the illusive assumption -
the ethos of estrangement
those minions o' (the) mundane?

Things are happening Max, are YOU in, or ...
or ... another vapid feature,
the insensible degree -
incidental? ? ?

Show your (it's invariable) compunction,
Max, veracity is ... crucial? Hmm, i guess ....

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