So this is what happened
a familiar rhapsody begins
of rumor and swirl and mix,
a rain storm of elocution.
So this is the way it went
down, they say, but if you
listen closely, you will catch
the lingering threads
of myth and tall tale
couched among their soft
words, comfortable azure
oxen of half-truth, blended
over time and across
the space of many mouths.
