Beside the rivers of the midnight town br Where four-foot couples love and paupers drown, br Shots of quick hell we took, our final kiss, br The great and swinging bridge a bower for this. br br br Your cheek lay burning in my fingers’ cup; br Often my lip moved downward and yours up br Till both adjusted, tightened, locksmith-true: br The flesh precise, the crazy brain askew. br br br Roughly the train with grim and piston knee br Pounded apart our pleasure, you from me; br Flare warned and ticket whispered and bell cried. br Time and the locks of bitter rail divide. br br br For ease remember, all that parted lie: br Men who in camp of shot or doldrum die, br Who at land’s-end eternal furlough take br br br —This for memento as alone you wake.