The Call That Kills

And yet again my siren calls. It calls and calls me further. Further, farther it calls me nearer. Further until the front door I hinder to take a step in my nightly wander. A wonder of my somber slumber. And yet again my siren calls an enticement for my fatal fall into that which my siren calls. At the door I am a footfall more. A step on to my dream-side shore then again more my siren soars. My siren, she only implores oh too deep in my follied core to step one more on this dream-side shore. And yet again my siren calls a step forthwith on shore to fall My wearied feet my siren calls A lover neither nor my siren calls me either or my heart so withered. A blizzard's cord my siren sender take from me thy heart you vendered leave me with my wounds own rendered. My siren calls a thought I ponder. My siren calls so still I wander.