Validation doesn’t matter on a sinking ship. The water takes beauty the same way it takes everything else. Straight down. I find it difficult to keep track of the future from here. Where I am standing barefoot in the quiet. Alone with the sound of the waves. What does it mean to want you? What does it mean to reach for anything in the dark? You move like the sea and I am hypnotized. I am the ship and the thing that wrecked it. And I am standing still, but the water is rising.