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When your footsteps start to sink And birdsong falls deathly quiet When your breath starts to fog And the snake's gaze greets you at dusk Follow the lanterns When fewer stars come out each night And the sky smudges with the void Every new moon comes in shorter intervals And infant cry echoes from the woods Follow the lanterns Follow them through decaying towns Through arid plains and foggy swamps Seek them out in heaving crowds And the choking smog of cities There is always one nearby Amidst the darkest nights Or the coldest, crushing depths The screaming heat of midday Soaking the highways and byways A lantern flickers on for you to find Even when the rain turns acrid And cats jump into lakes Your spouse drives daggers into you And the very walls swallow your voice The lanterns will preserve you When the baker speaks riddles And the pages bleed into waves The village ***** prophesies And rebukes the high priests Find your silver cord through the lanterns Cling to them When you sleep to vultures' lullabies While your skin itches for a razor Or wine starts tasting sweeter And sips turn into gulps Follow them through vale and cliff Snow and drought Seek the lanterns' warmth Until your shadow returns And ale tastes bitter again When the sands finally shift And you bathe in dappled sunlight And the robins' song graces you anew Remember the lanterns Lest the frost takes you unguarded Long may they guide you Through doorways and cave mouths From hamlet to palace And keep your golden bowl unbroken For many winters to come Pursue the lanterns relentlessly Fiercely And perhaps one day You will plant and light lanterns For your sons
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Jun 16, 2023
Jun 16, 2023 at 1:54 AM UTC
Follow The Lanterns
When your footsteps start to sink And birdsong falls deathly quiet When your breath starts to fog And the snake's gaze greets you at dusk Follow the lanterns When fewer stars come out each night And the sky smudges with the void Every new moon comes in shorter intervals And infant cry echoes from the woods Follow the lanterns Follow them through decaying towns Through arid plains and foggy swamps Seek them out in heaving crowds And the choking smog of cities There is always one nearby Amidst the darkest nights Or the coldest, crushing depths The screaming heat of midday Soaking the highways and byways A lantern flickers on for you to find Even when the rain turns acrid And cats jump into lakes Your spouse drives daggers into you And the very walls swallow your voice The lanterns will preserve you When the baker speaks riddles And the pages bleed into waves The village ***** prophesies And rebukes the high priests Find your silver cord through the lanterns Cling to them When you sleep to vultures' lullabies While your skin itches for a razor Or wine starts tasting sweeter And sips turn into gulps Follow them through vale and cliff Snow and drought Seek the lanterns' warmth Until your shadow returns And ale tastes bitter again When the sands finally shift And you bathe in dappled sunlight And the robins' song graces you anew Remember the lanterns Lest the frost takes you unguarded Long may they guide you Through doorways and cave mouths From hamlet to palace And keep your golden bowl unbroken For many winters to come Pursue the lanterns relentlessly Fiercely And perhaps one day You will plant and light lanterns For your sons
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Jun 16, 2023
Jun 16, 2023 at 1:54 AM UTC
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