I am laughing,
not beautiful,
tears squeezed out,
snorting and hiccupping
as I gasp for breath.
Perhaps it is beautiful
for its truth.

Sailing
faster and faster,
faster than I can
think
or breathe
or scream
to the dusty corners of the universe.

He swears
his eyes are mysterious
and I peer into them
to check,
but I know
they are not
for I fear the unknown.

Mid-air,
questioning
and pulling back
to save myself
but it is too late,
I have
lost control.

He watches
as I sit on the floor
singing loudly
as if I were alone.
Then
he joins in
and I am not alone.

Where am I going
What am I doing
Who
even
am I
If only
I knew...

Sunshine
and fingers laced together,
I smile
a small, small
smile
and give in.
He smiles back.

In this world
people are nothing.
Less than nothing.
Nothingless.
But he whispers
in my ear
and I am something.