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a flickering star
a lighthouse for the damned
who wander ever closer
in the stomach of the land
but when the lost souls wonder
they all become so tired
so they take a special serum
which re-lights their dying fire
a poisonous serum
that came from a steam
that came from a spring
which was hidden in dreams
we drink it under bridges
under street lamps
under trees
we put it in our coffee
in our morphine
in our tea
but when it all dries out
and the fire's all been doused
we start to cry
we start to die
because there's nothing else
november 4, 2021