A truth for a lie.
Isn't that what you wanted?
To breath
Drip by drip
And hang upon every
Word?
I am crossing the water
With you.
I am singing the song
Of my many selves.
To be such despair.
To recount such hope.
To live as they,
The greats--
I will never know it.
And, I know not
If I would want to.
