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NEW YORK CITY
2012



ANY AND EVERY TWO WORLDS CAN BE BRIDGED






THIS RIVER WILL NEVER RUN DRY.
THESE LIPS, MOIST WITH DESTINY
THAT ELIXIR FATALLY SIPPED
FROM A HIDDEN WELL AS DEEP AS NIGHT
IN THIS MIRROR ARE FOREVER REFLECTED.

EVERY MASK I'VE EVER HAD
THE HOLY WILL TO WEAR,
EVERY COLORED SKIN OF LONGING
CALLED AGAIN AND AGAIN MY OWN,
I SEE CLEARLY IN YOUR EYE,
EACH ONE LIVING JUST TO DIE
AND TO AGAIN BE BORN.

ACROSS A DESERT OF SKIN
I HAVE PATIENTLY STUMBLED
TO JUMP INTO THIS MERCIFUL STREAM.
I'D ONLY TASTED THIS DRINK IN DREAM,
AND ALWAYS THEN TAINTED WITH DULLEST DUST,
THE SEDIMENT OF OBLIVION.

ON THAT FAST SO LONG, I GREW DRY AND THIN,
THE GOOD WATER'S SONG SO LONG FORGOTTEN,
BUT FROM NOW UNTIL THE VERY LAST THEN
THERE WILL NEVER BE ANYMORE THIRSTING.

LET'S PEEL OUR MASKS DOWN TO THE ONE
WHICH WE CANNOT REMOVE,
AND STARE INTO THE MIRROR THERE,
AND SEE INTO THE OTHER.

AS SOILED CLOTH LEFT ON THE SHORE
WILL BE THE SOLITUDE WE WORE.
THE RUSTED CHAINS WE HELD SO TIGHT
AS SHADOWS IN A MOONLESS NIGHT
WILL NEVER BE NO MORE.
FROM NOW UNTIL THEN AND SINCE BEFORE,
THERE WILL BE NO MORE FORGETTING.

JUMP INTO THE RIVER,
WASH YOUR EYES TO CLEAR.
REMEMBER WHAT WAS ALWAYS HERE,
FORGET THE WASTES OF HOPE AND FEAR
AND REACH THE SEA SO WIDE.

THIS SEA, NO WASTE
OF DEATH'S CRUEL BRINE,
BUT AN OCEAN OF THE MOST PRECIOUS WINE,
AND WE'VE ONLY BUT TO TASTE IT,
WE'VE ONLY BUT TO DRINK.

JUMP INTO THE WATER NOW,
ITS DEEPER THAN YOU THINK.





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