Kenneth Fearing

First Quarter Mile

All right.
I may have lied to you and about you, and
made a few pronouncements a bit too sweeping, 
perhaps, and possibly forgotten to tag the bases
here or there, 
And damned your extravagance, and maligned your
tastes, and libeled your relatives, and slandered a 
few of your friends,
Nevertheless, come back. 

Because tonight you are in my hair and eyes,
And every street light that our taxi passes shows me
you again, still you, 
And because tonight all other nights are black, all 
other hours are cold and far away, and now, this 
minute, the stars are very near and bright. 

Come back. We will have a celebration to end all 
celebrations. We will invite the undertaker who lives beneath us, 
and a couple of boys from the office, and some 
other friends. 
And Steinberg, who is off the wagon, and that insane 
woman who lives upstairs, and a few reporters, if 
anything should break.

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