Along with supernatural bliss
comes a supernatural melancholy.

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Way 'Round

When you hear the siren son, find another way 'round
The seas will rise in mockery and shame
To seize your thoughts by sorcery with a name
That is unnameable, unknowable, just a mist of light
Thrown about your drowning shoulders like a silver net of laughter
You go swimming, dreaming out there into the ever after
Calling from the hidden depths of bursting tongues
Thirsting in the aching deserts of skin for her singing sound
Have caution on the outer passages in quest of beautiful disaster
Within circling, deep waters of burning icy flame
It beckons to you anon, to run your ship aground
When you hear the siren son, find another way 'round



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Written on 2015-02-08 at 11:44

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