Sweet, Sweet Max
a deep sweetness suffuses Max:
an inherent joy that expects the world to be friendly,
just as he is,
and that all will be right,
he knows what he wants,
as he increasingly considers cusps and which way to go,
he tries out his own imperatives,
despite what a later self would realize as not reasonable,
when he is redirected, or tires of being lost in a frustrated sadness,
he reverts back to his basic deep sweetness,
it is exciting to imagine how well
he will make his world a better place,
as it is touched by his rightness.
by Henry H. Walker
October 3, ‘15
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