Tuning

In the mornings I stare at the fog like it will give me the answers

When a headlight breaks through 

I attune to my body

Where does it hit me?

Aiming for awe, I settle in nostalgia

The rings that form around the light 

Like the moon’s halo

Admiring the phenomenon with my favorite cousin

When every piece of new information was collected like treasure

Before it hijacked my flow state

In the nighttime, I sit back in the bathtub 

forgetting the drain has been pulled, I bathe in 

candle light

Music plays from my phone

That I’m not sure I picked

But the flames sway in beat

And I convince myself it is exactly right