At midnight, when suddenly you hear the sound of instruments, of drunken voices raised in perfect harmony a ghostly troupe of company of lovers passing by a ghostly celebration going by the sound of instruments, of ankles belled, of drunken voices raised in perfect harmony of men and women laughing in the midst of their desire (at the joke of their desire) and you know they will not stop for you again as they stopped beneath your window many times before and it's clear and it's over, your luck has given out, your work has come to nothing and your plan, your careful strategy -- what was that about? what were they about? Don't linger uselessly on the above men and women given/surrendered fully to the tricks of love