With the fool moon staring me in my one good eye I plucked stars from the sky and placed them on my dashboard. In time the inside of my car melted away with the light and soon my retinas gave way to dust. What was left of me blew in a gust of wind to the ocean where the salty water inflated my microscopic dehydrated parts. I was reborn and floated in a sea of krill—pieces of me thinking of you—when a great baleen whale filtered me through. I was digested and pieced together by a troll that lived behind the whale's spleen. The whale later spit up a new me on a beach where you lay nude sunbathing—breasts falling over your ribs. I tore off my seaweed Speedo and we fucked. When we were done I held you and I shivered. You asked why and I said because I wasn't angry anymore, that I knew what was important. The anger had kept me warm but it had kept me from you...