Reprise

Max Meunier

Max or Not

ere shall i draw
that final breath

each day
a death
is born

awakened
from the fragments
of an old familiar effigy

its torment does reprise

the contrast
from what i have felt
to what i must now feel

evokes a revelation
so surreal
words are left wanting

languishing
amid its starkness
darkness lingers nigh

as i submit
to this insidious impaling
of my heart

apart from any semblance
of the soul
that stormed the isle

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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