How do I have my own pulse?
This light is me
In the most interesting day
Imaginable

New photos
And old drinks
Make me think
You're underdressed lately
But it's moreso
My rehearsed
Deposit
Of enticed bewilderment
My pit stop

This is it
In the middle of a soup can
The muddy waters let me breathe your scent in
And I recognize
True lies
Fractured again
Mixed with crystals
Lined between them