She wails at me
From her forgotten cove
Perched atop a steel mast.
I listen to her,
Though shrill her voice rings,
Yet I do not run.
People scamper away like ants
Escaping extinction,
But when she beckons,
My feet stay locked.
The fire cleanses all
As it nears,
And her voice
Shall lead me to...
Eterni-
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 5:16 PM UTC
She wails at me
From her forgotten cove
Perched atop a steel mast.
I listen to her,
Though shrill her voice rings,
Yet I do not run.
People scamper away like ants
Escaping extinction,
But when she beckons,
My feet stay locked.
The fire cleanses all
As it nears,
And her voice
Shall lead me to...
Eterni-
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