Let us talk

Why, my friend,

Do you stand atop a mountain

While I am stranded in the valley

Where I crane my neck

To stare up at you

As you look down upon me

And the setting sun of Reason

Throws shadows upon my face

That you see not

Your mothersisterloverfriend

But a dark distorted mask

And the crimson halo of the dusk

Lends a demonic glow to the face

Of you-- my other half?

Here, the echoes fool with our voices

And the light plays tricks on our eyes.

Let us walk out into the plains

And leave this madness behind;

Let us enjoy the cool night breeze

As we talk, my friend-- let us talk.