Siren

A big black shadow laced with
red insides,
comes from the Gulf---
covers Troy and kills fishes.
Then up to Shadowville.
I saw this with my own eyes,
it looked cosmic and poison.
They got a whole building covered up,
down the street.
Sit here and wonder,
it's obviously torn assunder.
Two light glows,
a siren singing,
behind the trees, flirting and winking.
I hear the siren somewhere,
then the church bell rings "one",
and the siren stops.

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