26 degrees 31′ 04″ N
051 degrees 14′ 91″ W
17420 feet sea depth
1611 nautical miles
into the middle of the Atlantic ocean.
I am on the port deck,
looking for fresh air.
I can see no horizon,
no line where the starless, moonless night
meets the bottomless black of the water.
I am immobile in the black vastness.
I lose the sense of my own body.
I let one hand go, floating up, light.
I raise a foot,
tentatively letting the wind race underneath it.
I let both feet leave the deck.
My one hand tethers me,
but barely.
I let go.
The wind takes me.
The buffeting stops
after I am away from the ship,
as does my breathing.
The lights of the ship become smaller
and smaller,
then disappear.
I ascend, up,
as the wind takes me.
I am the darkness.
I am the cold.
I am the euphoria of the wind.
Blowing as I will.