With the 100 billion ships that were grounded

I’ve held it close to my skin

I’ve put it down and raised it up

I’ve been its king and slave

I’ve wasted nothing and everything for it

with no struggle and no success

It is always there, everywhere

calling, taunting, seducing,

all being around me

without ugliness, only singularity

and perfect uniqueness

like God

But sometimes I wish it wasn’t

Wanting companionship,

my soul is speckled...

unbeautifully