Pulse

Keep a finger on the pulse for a change of beat.
What was it you said about her about him about me?
If there were mirrors in your sky. God I wonder what you'd see.

There's only time to decipher whose chains belong(ed) to whom
And which cords keep you tied in the dark for good.

Two fingers to the pulsing rhythm in your wrist.
no my wrist, his wrist, your foot.
Which direction will you twist to dodge that bullet.

Was it you on a given day with ice between your cheek?
Or was she the one lapping up some stained water mist.

Three fingers on the pulse for a change of beat.
But your thumb keeps to some alien's drum.
What's that mean for me...