Simple Incarnation

When she asked how I was doing
I gave my standard reply
but you can't slip one past a pro
she knew the in of intonation
back when I thought timbre was a misspelling

Like an antelope before the headlights
I've missed the chance to turn back
I landed in the midst of almost
a nether land where predators sleep off their prey

There is a truth in dreams that transcends corporeal certainty
attempting to camouflage my longing I exposed my deceit
the life I was feigning was the real me

Could it be that simple incarnation
springs from a spark ignited by the heat of unconditional love
a reality beyond promises
a certainty that cannot be defamed
a birth that ignores the odds

What was the point of my pretending
the only one who believed me was myself