Horatio says ‘tis but our fantasy And will not let belief take hold of him Touching this dreaded sight twice seen of us.

Belief will shake you with its two arms
Before the night is through
You can resist it when delivered with words
You can push it away when it comes to you pleading
You could even wash it away when you drink it like wine
But before too long
It will be a body
Impassable
And solid
It will take your arms
And pin them to your sides
It will freeze your hair to your neck
Make your eyes bigger than you’ve ever felt them
It will happen so suddenly
It will no longer be a question of believing
It will be belief that you have no need to believe in
It will be a relief.

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