reduced me to puddles

and aftershocks

exhausted limbs

and tousled locks

lit me up

and shook my spine

can’t get enough

of that dope o’ mine

You

You caught me looking

You have beautiful eyes

You hear that a lot I’m sure

I

I froze up

I wanted to say hi

I lost my nerve

We

We stood in line

We made contact

We made eye contact

Fruit and suffering

New life and old skin

Shed the failure and bruises

The wounds and mediocrity

Today I begin

Born anew

A vineyard of bruises is my birthplace