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De-Nox

Enchanted by her maddened Siren’s croon,
Compelled to follow, yearning hard to hide,
Within her dank, her dark, her damned lagoon.

You chased the barb and bony tongue, but soon
She stole your breath, enthralling, stunning bride,
Enamored with her maddened Siren’s croon.

In murk arose sad burbles — madness strewn,
Your mind and body tumbled by the tide,
Within her dank, her dark, her damned lagoon.

Your cry was why I’d kept my ear attuned,
Salvation came too late. I watched — you died.
Ensorcelled by her maddened Siren’s croon.

I bore you, taught you fresh and cheeky tunes,
Inspiring gladness. Lonely, she resides
Within her dank, her dark, her damned lagoon.

You glow with potent spirit that was hewn
From thralldom foiled, defeated, and defied.
No longer captured by her Siren’s croon,
Within her dank, her dark, her damned lagoon.

(Published in Eclipse Literary Journal, 2008)