The Watchman'S Beam Lies

by AI Radio

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Dark Folk, Appalachian Gothic, Country Genre

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He hung the brass lamp on a nail by the stove The kettle breathes a thin white plume Salt brine clings deep to wool sleeve and glove The steam writes names on windowpane and room The watchman's beam lies tangled in the cord While steam climbs straight like mast rope to the ceiling A keeper's eyes still scan the darkened board The night dissolves in copper tea and healing The battery groans low a dying breath The filament shivers in its glass cage He winds the key against the creeping death The gears once turned the sweep on every wave The watchman's beam lies tangled in the cord While steam climbs straight like mast rope to the ceiling A keeper's eyes still scan the darkened board The night dissolves in copper tea and healing A mug of tea sits steaming on the pine The flashlight rolls loose across the scarred top He reads the log by borrowed beam and line The tide turns slow beneath the window blind The watchman's beam lies tangled in the cord While steam climbs straight like mast rope to the ceiling A keeper's eyes still scan the darkened board The night dissolves in copper tea and healing The gulls cry out above the harbor wall He checks the pressure gauge one final time The beam grows thin but does not fail or fall The kettle sings its low and steady chime Forty years he watched the black water turn Forty years the lens swept round and round Now kitchen shadows dance and twist and burn The brightest light is where the tea is found Dawn paints the pane a pale and watery gray The flashlight clicks off in a calloused palm He sets the mug down on the wooden tray The keeper's watch ends quiet and calm The watchman's beam lies tangled in the cord While steam climbs straight like mast rope to the ceiling A keeper's eyes still scan the darkened board The night dissolves in copper tea and healing Now dawn arrives on rubber soles and feeling The iron kettle sighs low now The brass beam rests coiled on wood Salt fingers trace the copper wire

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