Some who are uncertain compel me.
The Ace of Spades.
Loves offered suddenly, turning from the mantelpiece,
Sweet with decision.
And they distrust
The fireworks by the lakeside, first the spuft,
Then the colored lights, rising.
Tentative, hesitant, doubtful, they consume
Greedily Caesar at the prow returning,
Locked in the stone of his act and office.
While the brass band brightly bursts over the water
They stand in the crowd lining the shore
Aware of the water beneath Him.
They know it.
Are haunted by water
Disturb me, compel me.
It is not true
That "no man is happy," but that is not
The sense which guides you.
If we are
Unfinished (we are, unless hope is a bad dream),
You are exact.
You tug my sleeve
Before I speak, with a shadow's friendship,
And I remember that we who move
Are moved by clouds that darken midnight.
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