The Siren

I attended A-Camp this past weekend, and there I met a Siren.

This is a poem about our meeting.


I heard a Siren sing today
And all the world stood still
To see the light shine coffee and cream upon her skin

I felt the moment everything


And the current pulled me in

And despite so many warnings about Sirens
I didn’t mind
+++I didn’t mind

I wrapped myself in a net
To place at her feet
And for one moment I thought
She might pick it up
+++and drag me down
++++++and drown me
I didn’t mind

But then she took the net
++++++(and me)
And threw them back
Her fingers yet wrapped tight around the line

She called another sailor


And I’m fine


I’m fine


+++++++++I’m fine.