The truth is not true.
What we felt with a kick
in the heart, as we - sudden -
discovered the truth of the way
the world is, and would be,
and must be - as the bottom fell out
of the worlds where we live,
the truth didn't stick.
Once the world sank, the feeling
sank in, it all lifted away
in a way that made sense
without needing to say
and your heart turned around, then
to follow your head.
To make good decisions, instead of
- instead of the ones that we made,
to give shot after shot, one more patch,
one more slip, one more catch,
one more knot
and then pray that it holds
- but it didn't.
It loosed.
There's not much left I know, but it's sure
not the truth.
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