What the Sirens Say
Annie Louise Twitchell
She is a comet,
blasting through the universe
that is her own self,
at speeds I cannot comprehend.
She is the moon,
her force swelling the ocean tides
and making sea glass
from broken beer bottles.
She is Ulysses,
tying herself to the mast
because she does not want to die
but how
how
how can she resist the chance to hear
what the sirens say?
Copyright 2017 by Annie Louise Twitchell