Dry River by Matthew Squires published on 2012/12/14 07:42:45 +0000 You were a camera that never went blind. You studied yourself. Yes, You studied yourself. I was a photogenic silent type. I relied on myself. I mean, I lied to myself. We formed a river that had to run dry. We bathed in each other, then we drained each other. They formed a jury, examined the facts. They honored themselves. Yeah, they honored themselves. I was a lawyer with a venomous tongue. I lied to myself- Shit.. I mean... I relied on myself! And you were the witness I called to the stand. You only recall what you couldn't understand. And there was a time when my mind was not as crowded with doubts No- it was consumed with you and your mouth and your smile and that way you would gossip. You were a beautiful myth. But now it's real and I can feel the effects on Non-action. You were a beautiful Myth You were a beautiful Myth but I let go of all Myths. Just said, "Goodbye to all myths!" You were a Beautiful myth.