Updraft

There is not one fairyland.
There are two, neither of which
Belongs to you, although you
Hang and drift in the weather
Over the borders of each.
In one, only tales are true.
In the other are no tales.

Although you are neither, both
Make claims on you. Part of you
Declares allegiance to one,
Insisting myth dreams the truth
Or only what counts are facts,
But you'll vanish with either
And neither will forgive you.