Meet me by

I was in Holland
Surrounded by strangers
Imagining tulips
And your favourite hydrangeas
And I thought about you
At the water’s edge
I always think about you
At the water’s edge
And wishing to be
Wherever you will be

And then I wouldn’t think of you
For weeks at a time
Until I hit the water’s edge
And wished you were mine

The State Washes Over Me

You fumble home
A drunken saunter
No fear of angry
Sons and daughters
I’m scared shitless
By radio silence

Head hits pillow
But sleep’s not coming
Crying on the covers
A gentle humming
And I’m in a local bar
Imagining violence

And what could I have done
To keep you right here next to me?
I’m lying on the breeze
That signals summer’s end
And what could I have said
To keep my dear at ease?
I’ll ruminate
Until the sun ascends