Lighthouse

Oh, my dear
I’ve swallowed the moon
And left it dark like a ring
Burned on a spoon
But now all the stars
They fall around you
And land at your feet
To light up the room
The sign of the times
The rules of the road
And our coat of arms all scream
That mercy gets old
But your secret heart
As still as bloom
Waits at the door
To light up the room
Your bed is a drift
It’s come loose from the floor
The dead float up like dreams
I push them back with my arm like an oar
But your face is alive
Like a nickel cartoon
Shown on the wall
To light up the room
The siren on top
Of the library wall
The stairs that give way
At the end of the hall;
The pawnshop pavilion
The newspaper saloon
All burn in your wake
And light up the room