My siren has come
Soft with wolf's eyes
Her velvet embrace
Advanced, unasked
She whispers a song
Melody of eternal love
But I cannot requite
Such sharp passions
I dropped and broke a TV set
Wrapped its cable around my neck
It cracks and loops a horror scene
And rings my ears with dying screams
I drag that box towards middle-age
Ceaseless whistling that never fades
An old dog hounded by howling noise
Wrought on nights out with the boys