IF
If I were brave
I would be one with everything
But I the slave of cowardliness
Have nothing
I'd know your love for what it is
& you do not exist
If I could breathe
The fine distilled depressive dust
Of dreams it seems
That I would understand
I'd know your love for what it is
& you do not exist
If I could live
To see the day that
You came back to me I'd see the
Folly of my life
I'd know your love for what it was
& it did not exist