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Sep 2014
I am a solemn stone
Tinted gray with mossy tones
Anchored in a solemn creek
Clear waters carry a steady stream.

Downstream a solemn fish swims
Soon another after him
And another after them.
The stream seems to circle
The glass edges are hurtful.
With a stick the waters she stirs
through the trees hummingbirds drone
Untouched be I the solemn stone
Untouched and unloved by her.

Back to the sun,
She is standing.
Belly-up, the fish float stunned,
She is laughing.
I don't recognize her.

She dropped the bowl,
Shattered glass sparkles in the sky
My home is now the stars you see from yours at night.
I am left in this void.
Nowhere to go
Again I am alone.
How violent it was
-The fall
Simple because
-It was all my fault
I had to rush
-I didn't mean to let go
To spell out love.
If she only knew that I was
And am
And will be
True.
Max Alvarez
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Max Alvarez  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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