Your Internal Proof

Infernal proof, more like it,
The way introspection
Haunts itself with misreadings

Of all the facts as stories
That, however packed with facts,
Preserve one central deceit,

Narrative’s original
Sin—to believe narrative
Must inhere in facts themselves,

Facts that must have origins.
Truth, verisimilitude,
Science dissolve together

In the purée of stories
That furnish the mind its proofs.