Authenticity, truth and lies

What do you do when you come face to face
with whom you really are?
The bleak territory of deceit and lies,
to its bleached, stripped truth.

When you dissolve the fantasy and filigree,
with the precision of forensic gaze.
The flat lands of impeachable testimony,
to its stark, unreasoned reality.

When you unearth the foreign and fakery
with the fortitude of hunter’s necessity.
The region of unchartered evidence,
to its desolate, derivative chronicle

What do you do when you come face to face
with whom you really are?
The principality of being and
to its absurd, authentic narrative