am I really real,
if I want you to see?

by your soul tell me,
am I as shallow as the sea?

I sit up and try them-
the names, all the parts of me

to find them longing
to be run over, pilfered considerately

by a discerning eye
wise, auspicious hands

oh tell me, please tell me!
who am I? what is this land?
how may I save my heart?
Do you- do you understand?