Thursday, November 10, 2022

Long After You Don’t Need Us Anymore

The fresnel lenses
Inside words’ eyes aren’t
Just there to save you,

Aren’t just flashing thoughts
Your way to show you
Where to steer to, where

To steer away. We
Scrutinize as well
As signal to you.

Who’s out there tonight
In the black fog, bent
On delivering

Contraband cargo?
We’re signaling you.
We want to save you

So you can thank us,
Preserve us, visit
Us, love this lighthouse.

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