Siren Savage

Image courtesy of Siren Records Monterey (https://sirenrecordsmonterey.com/)

Inspired, artistic, fiery siren child.

She howls like an angel, eyes hunter bright.

Nocturnal creature; A thief in the night.

Yet, a sophisticated sort of wild.

 

The beasts within her pack, each has a role.

They’ve earned a place, stepped into formation.

A stranger lacks that solid foundation.

Approach, but know she could swallow you whole.

 

Set forth are the rules for approaching near:

For One, DON’T approach: one must wait and kneel.

For Two, one always navigates by feel.

For Three, one must be brave; She senses fear.

 

Where sirens sing death follows close behind.

But where’s that music? I should… Never mind.

Daemon Maxwell

Daemon Maxwell is a writer. He hates writing about himself in the third person.

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