Alkonosts

Softllly sunnng

Are the worrrds on the silvered tonnngue

Of the serrrpent, of the tempterrr, of the one who decieeeves

Without hindrance to truuuth, without the masquerade of deceptionnn.

 

Against suuuch liquid language intonnned –

Baaathed upon the steady shorrres of perceptionnn –

None have defennnce, or guiiile, or forsssight

And chaaarming wit betrays onllly the listenerrr.

 

Odyssean rowerrrs had waxxx enough –

Blithly passssing by in directed ignoraaance –

Fatal muuusic so beniiign, so disarrrming, so all-consuminnng:

A harrrd task taken in tiiime's treacherousss foment.

 

Take charge, thennn –

La Siguanaba's tressesss turnnn a head

Such as simmmple folk, such as everydaaay men, such as the ssstrong –

And deliver us from temptation.