all the
F♯m
darkened fields of for
E
gotten words
through the
F♯m
changing guards, through the
E
grinding away
and the furious
F♯m
mar-
E
ching
by
A
gathering the ho
D
ly lig
E
ht
and
A
weathering a cast aw
D
ay
E
life
The hollowness
of the flags and gods, that are raised in the air
in the wake of their raging-
Your skinny arms
hold a lantern up on the brightest array
of the stars in their moorings
and
A
summoning the
D
holy lig
E
ht
on their
A
citadels the blacke
D
ning
E
sky
the col
Bm
lapsing sun, the burning
E
wall
that approaches our
F♯m
eyes
E
-
you live again in the shuddering light
of these images this valediction:
you are running from a rising tide
you are castaways
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