Pour into my veins.
Drive out the salt and the water.
Be the presence that holds me up.
And the force that drives me forward.
Infect me, each and every cell.
Rewrite me until I require you to live.
Inoculate me from forgetfulness.
And prepare me for the moment of my passing.
Weaken my grasp on absolutes.
Tear my vision from stable illusions.
Open me to futures already lived.
And the pasts still waiting to be revealed.