Meet me in the streetlight

Meet me in the sky

Meet me in the wrinkled grass

Meet me in the high.


Let's meet under lashes

Let's meet in the dust

Let's meet where it’s burnt and stale

Let's meet amidst the trust.


I’ll see you in just a little while

Hiding in my poem

I’ll see you through the pinkest glass

I’ll see you and you alone.


Find me in the smoke

And then find me in the shade

Find me when there’s no one else

I’ll be killing the charade.


Come searching on my doorstep

Come longing for my tugs

Come bury what you mustn’t know

Come cringing at my lungs.


Meet me at the crime scene

Meet me in the dark

Meet me when it’s the end of ends

In the moment of the spark.