STRONGEST TASTE
LOUDEST DROP
HEAD IS FILLED
THE THOUGHT, UNLOCKED

YOU’D BE THIRTEEN
I’D BE THIRTY-FIVE
I’M GONE,
TO FIND A PLACE
FOR US TO HIDE

NOT TOGETHER BUT ALONE
AS THE NEED FOR IT HAS GROWN

A CAVE OR A SHED
A CAR OR A BED
A HOLE IN THE GROUND
OR A BURIAL MOUND
A BUSH OR A TREE
OR THE AEGEAN SEA WILL DO FOR ME

FOR YOU I FOUND A VENT
IN THE BOTTOM OF A COALMINE
JUST ENOUGH SPACE FOR YOUR HANDS IN THE INSIDE

IF YOU GO
DO LET ME KNOW

A DEN OR A DESSERT
PERHAPS AN INK SQUIRT
A CELLAR A WISHING WELL A WAR
OR A GUARANTEE WILL DO FOR ME

FOR YOU I FOUND A CELL
ON THE TOP FLOOR OF A PRISON
JUST ENOUGH SPACE FOR YOU TO FIT YOUR FEET IN

IF YOU GO
PLEASE LET ME KNOW