When I see the road by night
Glittering and chill
I think of Pierre Curie
Call your name, palaver
Polonium
There's this scarf I have
Black and long
And I look out for it
Brushing up against the car fins
A little closely
Sweet Izzy Duncan
Full-thighed dances to mind
Dancing away to join you
And then there's
Wayward son
Carrying on
Don't know if we'll meet up
When I'll have skidded, glided, elided
Forgive me for going
Into such detail
This is not yet about me
