I want to see you tonight, meet me where the light breaks and the cicadas hum and I vibrate with possibility. Meet me underwater with an aqua lung and a smooth tongue. just meet me, and nod your head and look me in the eyes. that's alright. meet me tonight at R.E.M. cycle 5, and don't be late. even in my foggy state I know it's you and I've been waiting through and through. you've penetrated my oceans and I remember how you move. my mind recorded it and it blinks and hums and it's a scratched and popping reel but I can still focus on your face. yeah I'll play it too much and it'll wear to pieces till I can only see you from behind. but your shoulders are newspaper clippings and the ink rubs off onto my fingertips. I'm losing the words.