I Am Who I Make Myself

Crystal horns screaming silently in the mirror

Crystal hart drags themself out of the heart of the ship and barges into the room and says 

Hey. 

I got you. 

Sit. 

Breath. 

Or your head will sink

And you won’t be able to breathe properly. 

Crystal always wants to sink

I got you. 

If you need a hug

Or to lie on your back in the floor

It will support your back

And I’ll just sit

And hum something happy

And Ship

And the crabs

And the wind

And the moon

And the sun

And the stars

And the rest

Better

Will it

To sing along

So you

Can time

Your breathing

Without

Thinking

Anything

At all

And

Sleep

With

No 

Thought

At 

All.