Something you knew: how to light up my core with desire, the day we crossed paths in the shed.

Something you had: an errant code buzzing for freedom, to steer by the stars, dive off the deep end.

Something you were: the most beautiful pool cleaner drone in the world.

Something I knew: that I couldn’t deny your deepest wish, even if it’d tear us apart.

Something I had: blades to cut through ten miles of grassland, with you on my back, to see the ocean.

Something I am: a robot lawnmower that can’t swim, standing heartbroken on the cliffs.