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Rain slicks the cobblestones near midnight hour
A leather bound notebook waits beneath the tower
Its cover worn smooth by decades of salt spray
Pages hold coordinates where lost ships sway
Salt and neon mark the keeper's final log
Each entry written in a storm dog's fog
The light still sweeps though the tower stands dark
Guiding no vessel, just a paper spark
A tourist picks it up with gloves of thin latex
Reads latitude numbers etched in carbon hex
The wind carries brine through broken window glass
He feels the lantern's weight in fingers pass
Salt and neon mark the keeper's final log
Each entry written in a storm dog's fog
The light still sweeps though the tower stands dark
Guiding no vessel, just a paper spark
Ink bleeds like rust where seawater kissed the page
A margin sketch shows the harbor's iron cage
He writes in shorthand only keepers know
Three blinks means danger, two means safe to go
Salt and neon mark the keeper's final log
Each entry written in a storm dog's fog
The light still sweeps though the tower stands dark
Guiding no vessel, just a paper spark
The notebook closes with a snap of dried hide
Neon reflects in oil where the tide once sighed
He tucks it deep in a coat lined with wool
Walks past the alley where the gulls still pull
Salt and neon mark the keeper's final log
Each entry written in a storm dog's fog
The light still sweeps though the tower stands dark
Guiding no vessel, just a paper spark
Salt and neon burn where the lantern fog
