For Celia

Don’t even try to find a narrative

Lorelei calls out to the sailors

Their bodies drifting in the water

The ones who tried to find a story.

Lorelei weeps up on the mountain.

She’d like a longer-term relationship.

The sailors drifting in the water

Make their commitments to the seaweed.

The cruelest of God’s cruel inventions

To make us love these bad intentions.

The cruelest of God’s cruel inventions (some heard the call while they were naked)

To make us love these bad intentions. (many others had all their clothes on).

To make us love this whole creation (some went willingly, many others were very frightened).

As if it was our own (I was the last one to be chosen).

Some heard the voice while they were naked (oh please don’t let me be mistaken)

Many others had all their clothes on (this time let me be not forsaken)

Some went willingly, others were frightened (the cruelest of God’s cruel creations).

It’s just romantic German bullshit.

You can’t redeem yourself by weeping

The sailors drifting in the water

The ones who tried to find a narrative.