There is
Truth in imperfection,
Symmetry in distortion.
Like a sounding well,
You can determine the depth of me--
Plumb
Truth
from my
Core.
Test your breath against me
Say lies all--
I will not believe them.
Here am I,
Proof
Against your intransigence.
But do not despair:
There is one lie I will hear
Again
And return it to you as true as if it broke forth from the first well ever sounded.