A sharp pain in my chest from breathing
too quickly; reaching the top.
The top of the sky, the moon, the stars?
The swelling of perfumed water.
Love.

I'd like to forget there was a dream.
There was always a smile. Counted.
Numeracy seems so superficial.

Break me like a ruler on the wrist;
the back; the knee of a child.

Break me so I don't break you.