Flowered Siren

Curved wood with a hollow

inside. Casting your spell through a

strumming guitar. I was a fool to

listen.

Following the melodic enchantment,

stringing the words out of

my mouth, blindly being played.

Listen.

The rhythmic strumming

syncopated with your heartbeat.

You don’t, never did, and never will

listen.

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