Max Mundan
Max Mundan has been many places and seen many things that the vast majority of people have not. He does not recommend that you seek a firsthand knowledge of these things yourself.
Let Me Touch You In All The Places
Let me touch you in the places where forgiveness lives, on the temple, on the shoulder, on the chest.
You Don’t Think You’re A Racist, But You Probably Are
These Trump supporters want us to know that they smile at African-Americans and hold the door for them when they are entering buildings. They think it’s important that we understand they have a Hispanic coworker or a favorite gay waiter they treat as a friend and, therefore, have their tender feelings hurt when they are called mean names like “racist” or “homophobe.”
I Could Have Walked Away, But You’ve Always Been My Favorite Temptation
I kissed you as you pressed
your perfect body close to mine
and I could have walked away;
I almost walked away,
In This Broken World, We Must Learn To Love
And we must be
love,
for everyone,
even those whom we despise.
It Has Always Been You
We have danced along each other’s borders since before we were born, your eyes calling to me, between dimensions, with gentle whispers of greenish-blue.
Donald Trump May Be Finished But His Stench Will Still Remain
Donald Trump’s hopes for winning the office of president and thus becoming one of the most powerful people in the world may be broken and dashed and that is an absolutely wonderful thing, but that doesn’t mean that the work ahead of us is finished. It is just getting started.
Please Be The Last Girl, The Girl I’ll Love All My Life
You are the last love of my life,
the great and true soulmate
I have struggled many lifetimes to find.
I Can’t Simply Love You; I Want To Lose Myself In You
I could never do anything as petty as merely love you.
This Is How Long I’ve Known You, And How Long I Will Love You Still
I have known you for a minute.
I have loved you for a minute,
and in this minute
we should make love,
with thunder and lightning, with
earthquake and hurricane, raining
our desire in each other’s desert.
All The Heartbreak Is Worth It, For An Instant With You
To love completely
is to lose.
Despite Everything, I Still Believe In Love
I don’t believe in God
but when I look in your eyes
so gorgeously filled
with survival, lust and heartbreak
I have to admit
I still believe in love
Your Name Tastes Like Cigarettes And Shame
Somewhere on this godforsaken earth there must be a mint strong enough to erase your name from my lips.
Just Ask Me, And I’m Yours
if you want me
to squeeze your breasts hard, kissing
my way down your immaculate body,
caressing the deep, oceanic smooth
of your skin, till my tongue discovers
the enigmatic folds of your secret,
just ask me.
Cheap Motel Room Blues
Another day, another room
and you
wet, warm and willing
We shed our guilt and our shame
just like our clothes
and leave them lying on the floor
Even A Lifetime Loser Can Find True Love
I do not care how old you are. If you keep trudging ahead and don’t give up completely, there is love to be found. Real, fierce, passionate, gut wrenching love.
The Past Is Not Pristine: A Response Poem To Hate In America
Is that what you mean when you say,
“Let’s go back
to the good ol’ days.”?
‘Cause those good ol’ days
may have been good
for rich
straight
white
Christian
men
but they weren’t so fuckin’ hot
for anybody else
Why #AllLivesMatter Makes Absolutely No Sense
Lily-white suburban lives have always mattered. It’s African-American lives and Hispanic lives and women’s lives and gay lives that we toss away like they’re used banana peels.
Baltimore, And Beyond
What do we need to do to bring about real equality and change in this country?