keeper raze just like i used to think every water_tower i saw somehow held all the water in the world, i used to believe a lighthouse was a sacred place that was never without its keeper. someone who could never leave, who had to make sure there was light_enough for everyone. sometimes i wish the poetry of a mind still being formed never had to contend with the slow encroachment of reality, and we were free to shape our lives out of a lost language we dreamed into being before letting it slip away. don't let it leave you. i won't let it leave me. give me water. give me light. give me kindness. give me spite. give me everything your arms can carry, and i will drink until i drown. 211027 what's it to you? who go blather from