The Siren Court Odysseus

Know your home from your heart sailor!

For neither belong on this island.

You think my kind ravenous

but I want you to get away.

Odysseus, clever man to keep yourself from me.

Tied to your mast like children to their mothers.

Impatient to be set free and unaware of the fathoms waiting to catch them.

My sister's and I have been fashioned into cruel beasts in the stories you would tell your little ones back home

And you are right to warn them.

For on these shores, death comes in 3's.

We have demons in us.

We are punished by Demeter to burn this screaming hunger forever resonant in our bellies,

grow feathers on our backs at the very stench of your approach, and we, locked in the labrynth of our minds

are left to watch in horror as those same demons posess our throats,

call so sweetly that we would crawl inside ourselves to meet them if we could.

I understand this spell you are under

so do not call out for me as you pass.

Do not tell me you love me.

Saying that is saying you would die for me

and I have seen men die.

From this lonely crag I have watched as others abandoned dreams of safe harbor

to meet these outstretched arms & begging eyes that disobey my true nature.

My wings have swooped down to pick at flesh tasting of mad devotion.

I have seen men turn blue as the sea,

watched death blushing Posiden's fury wash over them as tides ending my concert.

We are exiled here of our own accord for good purpose.

You think me some kind of monster, Odysseus.

This bewitching lulluby cloaks me in your deepest desires.

For I am everything you could ever want ---- and never have.