When I say
that you are my Sun,
I don’t mean that you are
Luminous,
Brilliant,
Gilded,
Beautiful,
Bold,
Warm,
Or even the center of my universe.
I simply mean that
I cannot look at you
Without hurting

i am ready to move on
and let
bygones be bygones
is it abandonment you want
or are afraid of
i honestly ask
is me leaving
what you want
i don't know
i know nothing
just friends?
it's constant communication
which i love
and anger can't stand
if it's on your end
so straighten your twisted wires
and listen to me talk
ad nauseam
are you okay?
no
i'll just ignore it

i can only be bigger
for so long
i have needs
cravings
act on instincts
impulse
grazing

advantage
i always give it
to the other guy
i never need it
even if i do
i carry through

i came down
to visit
a place below my knees
rock bottom
to be
beneath

is it selfish
here, misdirection
did you know
the male seahorse
gives birth
while the fairer ***
just gets to get on with living
what a world
they must see
more color cones
so you know it must be pleasing
leagues under the sea
where did vern learn

to think up all these beautiful things
and keep them to ones' self
forego wealth, you know you could have
or was already yours
knowing you could do more
rash tings, from the emotions
spending, on things i can't afford
i am no better
especially after tonight
i am so much worse
i am horrible

you have no appreciation
for the hell you put me through
and the coals you rake me over
seemingly no conception of them
only what they do to you
you must see me
as nothing more
than water's reflection

just do it, max
just do it, max
just do it, max
just do it