"On the west end of Capitol"
Meet you at 9:30
where the waves are growing high
And you'll dive in and drag me with,
forgetting we've forgotten
how to swim.

"On the west side of Brookfield"
Meet you at 10:30
where fluorescent lights still flicker
in the burning stairwell
Complexions sicker
than when the linoleum was new.

"A block from Ruby Isle"
Meet you at 11
where Cheetos and chocolate abound
in pillowcase creases
According to Mash,
I should have a life by now.

"In the Falls"
Meet you at 12:20,
because we're no Cinderellas
To bring every Prince Charming
who turned out alarming
a message in toilet paper and ketchup.

"On Shady Lane"
Meet you at 2, or 3, or 4
We'll greet the morning from a side
we haven't seen before
And I'll let you come inside if
I can hold your hand after.