log in (down here revisit)

Log in  
   
because I feel authenticity    
in this deceit  
we share.  
   
you are no cynic  
though you bitch and moan  
and cry with rhythm so polished  
that it's convincing  
   
and    
you are no lesbian  
because the relation to loss of gender  
and the beautiful pandering to biology  
can't be as seamless  
as your narration  
portrays  
   
no  
   
you are not that lovely 
sharing obligation to family    
with siren songs so alluring  
that fairness in art, is war  
and love  
painting cliffs and crash  
with the believability that leads phrase  
through maze  
and off  
edge  
   
and  
   
these indisputable waves  
are rode by no sailors  
even though knots are taught  
and sand is felt    
between toes  
even when dream  
is broken.  
   
you  
and I    
are no poets  
simply because we trade gold  
in carefully weighed communication  
danced    
in measurement  
   
but  
   
log in  
alone  
together again  
   
and  
   
let us lie ourselves real