01 Night. The lamplighter stands by his lit streetlamp. In the sky hangs the moon: a giant lightbulb with a sleepy face.
02 He tips his hat to the moon.
03 The moon goes out, sooty and dark, and so does the streetlamp. Only the lantern at his belt still glows.
04 He looks up, worried. At his belt hangs his lantern, a screw thread under its base.
05 He grabs the lamppost and holds on tight.
06 The lamppost stretches up like rubber, carrying him into the dark.
07 From the street below: a thin rubber line, and him, tiny, near the moon.
08 At the top: the moon, a burnt-out lightbulb, screwed into a socket in the sky.
09 He unscrews it. It is bigger than he is, and the socket is empty.
10 He turns his lantern upside down and screws its thread into the empty socket.
11 His lantern hangs from the socket, screwed in, small and glowing.
12 The lantern grows in the socket as the old moon shrinks in his arms.
13 The lantern is the new moon, and the town's windows light up. The old moon, small and dark, is in his hand.
14 Back on the street, every window lit, he tips his hat to the new moon: his lantern. The old moon hangs dark on his belt.
15 The old moon, asleep at his belt.
16 It opens one eye and winks at us.