The call

I write with my keys

And dream with ink.

I sleep wide awake

And love with hate.

My memory is ephemeral,

And my sin is eternal.

My soul is fading

And my body is standing.

I am a soldier

And a civil

And a conquistador.

I am a human.

I dream with coal

And I sleep in water.

I see the gold

And I roam.

I read from the sand

And from left to right

I walk in the air

And remember overmorrow.