The Tragedy of a Lighthouse

an incongruous purpose--

The iconic flare in so many night terrors;

light.light.light.light.light.light.shadow.light.shadow.light.

sihouette

skipping rocks within arms reach

getting the wrong idea--
--infamy for having been the alarmist

It had once been the site of fresh paint

--escalation to the clouds

--the infinite horizon

And now--

an aged and unfortunate watchman with the case of intentional amnesia