siren call

suicide lives in the dark

she has a calm velvet voice when she calls my name and
she sounds enticing, sultry, carnal almost
when she calls to me again

and again
i want to go to her, to be in her stillness
her silky arms wait to hold me softly
there in her dark

her silky arms
wait to catch me as i freefall down

quiet

i imagine quiet and dark
an abeyance of dis-ease

she would soothe me with her velvet voice
and hold me
in her silky arms in the dark and
let me breathe in the quiet
in her silky arms until i
stop

LR