Sword of Remorse-Max Meunier Dissociative Void

as the sun succumbs

to mirrored abyss

i lift my head

to greet her


pale as moon

in vales of ruin

stark as darkness

streaked with light


in her arms

i shun all reason

depthless freedom

steals the hour


my back turned

to the earth

i stumble

into astral heights


tending to the hearth

inspired by visions

whence she seized

the dire sword of remorse


and ran me through

to lost beginnings


[Max states: “I write about the things going on in my life. I am a feminist, humanist, cat loving musician bound by whimsy and the incessant analysis of hyper-vigilant observations.  I am obsessed with words and rhythmically woven wordplay.” We are honored to have him as a member of our tribe.]

Max Meunier Poetry

Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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