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.