Longing For a Sirens Touch
Siren on the rocks
wearing a see through veil
your irresistible, I’ve been following your beguiling trail
Siren by the cliff
I’m blinded by your voice
a tongue so beautiful at last I now rejoice
Siren on the shore
I’m drowning can’t you see
please dance one last time,
dance on top of me
A ship wreck
a nervous wreck
I wanted to be seduced, what the heck
Tired of the sea, bored to death
clinging to a drop of water, I sink into the depths
A prosaic life finessed within a brick
harnessed between mortar, propped up by sticks
Merely hanging on, nothing ever happened
on the level, plodding along, grinding to a halt
Foundation was never solid, it’s my own stupid fault
Damn this withered earth, going around in circles
following a ball of fire, how basic life denies, I don’t care anymore
Dance on me siren, trample me as I die
That song you sing, I’ve heard it once before
chanting incantations, swaying to and fro
Reassuring me, if I ever had a doubt
life was meaningless, up until now
that song her song is beautiful
Yes I remember it somehow
never again shall I forget
as she tramples me to death
By
David Kavanagh
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