Come see me

in the good light.

excerpt from “Good Light” by Andrea Gibson

Come tell me what you tell the truth.

Come trouble me.

Come lightning strike.

Come wiser than the past.

Come hope too much.

Come with all your ghosts.

Come clown around when the timing’s bad.

Come knowing I’ll give you my word

that if you fall in the forest when there’s no one around

I’ll be there before you land.