Slender sirens sweat and stare
Seeing ships sails
Starving taut teeming tension
Bringing bellicose bellows
And, augmenting Athenian auguries
Cascading crests crashing
Crabs crawling
Useless Ulysses
Foregone, Forsaking  

Rest now, O sirens
The prey has gone away
Another ship will sail in sight
On another day

Your song may well sing true
As old bones turn to grey
More men will step upon the shore
And sink into the clay

Remember too prison just
Remember too good hangman’s noose
Remember too fair burning pyre
Beautiful cauldron, sturdy cross
Sword and axe and rifle butt
Sheffield bayonet
Hot bare hands upon the throat
Sweet poison settling in the gut