Siren from Creature by Clara Berry

just because you're feeling low and I am here
does not mean I
want to be your picture perfect damsel, dear
who licks your wounds and
asks you of your battle scars for how could I know
how they are incurred
I'm just a maiden, sadly waitin' for your
heart to slowly turn

but I've seen one too many
warriors like you
men who wait for paint by numbers
pictures to themselves imbue

I come from the sea
but your dame I'll not be
for I am, the wounds of which you'll speak
heya

and she may wait patiently
but mystery does intrigue
and singing my song above the tide you come

dawning your red jacket
indicating status of a captain
master of the seas but stranger
to my creature kind

maiden of brine
mistress of sea weed

aimless men
come to my bed
to lie

and if escape
you try to make
beware that I come from the sea

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