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Max Neumann
Poems
Nov 2019
My People
getting blind under the shield of
sunglasses
i really became blind
i did everything
i did whatever
imitation of a
sentence
imitation of
movements
imitation of a
warped corner of the mouth
to belong
to belong i
imitated
words
movements
warped corners of dem mouths
for this purpose i
observed people
being themselves
for this purpose i
observed people painting
identities on walls
by the time i
became a mirror
i became a reflection
i became silent
didn't tell 'em wat i be
didn't tell 'em about my creation
i became silent
slick
like mobsters
on islands of self-assurance
dictating
rules
during this stage i
talked to masks in order to
figure out what's behind
dem and dat
i talked to masks in order to
find the location of their
wordcaves
sometimes they reacted:
arrogantly or with
empathy
ain't none in between cause
they condemned and appreciated
quest
they were aware about my reasons
figuring out something
they dealt with it in
various ways
tolerance
acceptance
rejection
this quest
quest for belonging
feel me?
A signal.
Today is a good day.
#belonging
#identity
#quest
#people
#feelings
#me
#depression
#love
#rejection
#fear
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Max Neumann
M/Inner Shelter
(M/Inner Shelter)
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