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Witness, would you -- / one more young man / in the evening of his love / hurrying to confession: / steps down a gutter / crosses a street / goes in at a doorway / opens for you -- / like some great flower -- / a room filled with lamplight; / or whirls himself / obediently to / the curl of a hill / some wind-dancing afternoon; / lies for you in / the futile darkness of / a wall, sets stars dancing / to the crack of a leaf -- / and -- leaning his head away -- / snuffs (secretly) the bitter powder from / his thumb's hollow, / takes your blessing and / goes home to bed?
Witness instead / whether you like it or not / a dark vinegar smelling place / from which trickles / the chuckle of / beginning laughter / It strikes midnight.