Siren’s Ward

quelling contralto so sublime
resigned to faltered consignment
defined by days diminished

vanishing plays of the occult
engulfed in goethite gown

abound are stains of charcoal and chalk
walking horizons, reality reigned
framed for eyes of strained veracity

availed of verbose avenues
in venues where virtuous eavesdroppers err

Author: Max Meunier

Feminist. Ailurophile. Musician. Poet. Human.

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