There is no need That this survive There’s truth that lives And truth that dies

For less than a second Our lives will collide The endless suspended The door open wide

I’m angry with the angel Who pinched me on the thigh And made me fall in love With every woman passing by

But I admired the Communists for their pig-headed devotion to something absolutely wrong.

There’s truth that lives And truth that dies I don’t know which So never mind

Beloved, I’m yours As I’ve always been From marrow to pore From longing to skin

And yes she lied about it all Her children and her husband You were meant to judge the world Forgive me but I wasn’t

I see my life In full review It was never me It was always you

Is it you who is waiting, Sahara, or is it me?