A Siren Song ~theoddballphilosopher ------------------------------------------------------------------ In swoon of my heat exhaustion, I find myself unseemingly cast among an deserted sea; a sailor fated to an ill odyssey Among a storm of doubts and unrecalled memories. Among a rocky outcrop, hailed a Siren Wailing to the top of her lungs like filling seawater. I felt myself lured to her curtain call; a shark drawn By a blood red scent. Had I drew closer, my blood be drawn by her Teeth, teeming with razors sharpened by the sands settled on the ocean floor. The Albatros, flying in with its wings spread Across the heavens; shone in their shade The gaunt and gruesome figure that Gargled its siren song. A screech from its beak and the waves obeyed Rushing from deep beneath thrusting My boat back from whence it came. The moment my feet rested on the sandy shore My thoughts turned to feelings of ease. My gratitude for the Albatross was as Immeasurable as the sky above.