And I've exhausted all questions except
You deal your words like blades or cards
And to keep the game mysterious
You won't divulge the rules. I never win.
And if I come to you because much time
Has passed since my last meal, you tell a tale
About a crumb that you and Robin feast
Upon, leaving some for charity.
I know it is not true still I believe.
"There's a pair of us," you say, "don't tell-"
And I will keep your secret much too long
Because the racket of this living shames
Me too. The guiltless are not innocent.
I want to lose this innocence, leave
All guilt behind, learn to live loudly,
Become someone, but you won't tell me how.
I cannot live as you before me did.
We have no rest to give each other.
The leaves they turn and turn. With tenderness
I touch you out of sleep; I wake to your
Wild words: much madness is divinest sense.
We cannot reach each other now though I,