Lucky strike

Logarithm

Trance tainted dark maidens 

Walk naked

Into the waves

Vacant visionaries drawn 

By moons magnetism

The attraction of what is without

To what is

 50's radio stack

   emanations

Concentric circles pulse

Sirens coming down

To their own song

Melodies surreal and dripping

Ominous haunted spaces

Identities calibrated

Serenades to eternity

Waves lap ankles

Cold impotent

Measured pace

Limbs sway

 embrace 

 Trough and peak

Walk into the deep