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He Counted Past Life
Devoured colorful bills
Day in, day out
Wounded

Never present
All-consuming
Ruler
Far away

He drifted on floes
Enchanted
One-eighty
A pulse of mosquito skin

Something tore itself apart
In years built on lies
On glossy little pictures
Silence in the midst of screams

Something disappeared
He who counts turned to dust
Where trains ran without aim
Gone

Angels stepped into his place
To be seen and felt
As mortals
Counting

They counted past life
Hid colorful bills
Day in, day out in the angel’s belly
Dazed
He Who Counts
Code in pyramids
From dead skin
For the sake of security

Forever secrets
I know the rooms
At the end of the avenue

Constantly resurfacing
A sea of benches
Reflected in loud echoes

The violinist passed by
In the breath of a panda
Painted with blue makeup

Thus ends a morning
So that red nights may follow
Full of monkeys!

I do not belong here
Am not one of you
Addicted to attention

The mirrors are ready
In an army of pregnant women
Who shatter the mirror glass

Thus fresh skin is born
As every day is new
Perhaps security
Perhaps Security
Max Neumann Jun 4
Behind the hatch
Wide as a country
Familiar
38 souls close by

Behind the hatch
The child's face
In flowing water
A chrome-colored mirror

Behind the hatch
Kingdom of pain
Factories from memories
Dreams in avalanches

Behind the hatch
The child murmurs in sleep
It kicks
Avalanches thunder over rock

Behind the hatch
Heavenly peace
Cleansed hearts
Clear streams

Behind the hatch
Silent yet telling
Faces glitter golden
Familiar rejection
Behind the Hatch
Max Neumann Jun 2
Sunlight and Cobwebs
Bars on the windows
Men search for tobacco crumbs
2022 Spider-Men

The greatest battle is against ourselves
Trains shatter words
Crashing over tracks like bombs
Doors close

A door opens
As Koreans fight to the bone
The doorbell rings shrill
2021 Spider-Men dead
One Spider-Man remained

On this one-of-a-kind day
That will never come again
The spider sleeps by day
In the walls near the forest

In the house of the sensitive plant
Whose leaves can’t bear the
sun
The Koreans scream in pain
Shrill rings the elevator bell

Where is Spider-Man?
In May 2022 he asked for a box
To dance

In the room with barred windows
Where men open cigarette butts
Crouching on the floor, smoking
In sunlight and cobwebs
In Sunlight and Cobwebs
Max Neumann May 28
Here! You receive the full force
Love, kindness, courage
I give you all of myself
I want nothing in return!

Here! Grow beyond yourself
Grow through cracks in stone
Like a plant
Heal the pain

Here! This is the message
We wrote it together
By the mighty sea
Carry it in your heart

Here! These words are for you
Guard them like a mother guards her child
Protect them with your life
Grow all the way to the sky

One day, angels will sing
Who have long been here
Among the living
In the invisible world

Stay! I need your strength
You are my son
We are forever connected
Inseparable like water in the sea
The Message
Max Neumann May 25
The hatch’s eyes were glowing
Full of cellar lights
Flies whirred through
Out of a timeless thicket

In the thicket of timelessness
These moments existed
Because they are yet to come
Through mouths of stone-throwers

We were hidden in the night
In a crack of the station
Near Branko’s jowls
On a floor strewn with marbles

Glitter children
In search of faith
With red markers
From stairwell to stairwell

But the avenues longed for us
So we moved into the realm of leaves
Through a glowing hatch
Into the pull

A vast pull from yesterday
Full of bear cries
Amidst the glass houses
At the end of the downfall
The Thicket of Timelessness
Max Neumann May 22
The skin of the cat
Blood clings to it
Stars disappeared

The skin of the cat
From the death of brothers
Before resurrection

The skin of the cat
From the land of pyramids
Of authors and wall safes

The skin of the cat
Ashima Abraham
Ice in the station

The skin of the cat
Glide!
The light of the demons went out

The skin of the cat
Born between cars
For the light in the heart

The skin of the cat
This is telepathy
Ishmael from the trauma room

The skin of the cat
To rise again and again
To live again and again!

The skin of the cat is ******
Crushed life sticks to it
Take it! It is your dust now
The Skin Of The Cat
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