the expression
ever inbound
never strays
beyond its burden
with the essence
of our haplessness
impending
what truths
remain unknown
between the narrows
of the flesh
this mind
insists
a primitive perspective
to tell me
of ideals
waxed implicit
born of instinct
yet all
that would define us
lies unsaid
Max, or Not 
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