AND because you love me      think you you do not hate me?
     Ha, since you love me
     to ecstasy¹
     it follows you hate me to ecstasy.
 
     Because when you hear me
     go down the road outside the house
     you must come to the window to watch me go,
     do you think it is pure worship?
 
     Because, when I sit in the room,
     here, in my own house,
     and you want to enlarge yourself with this friend of
         mine,
     such a friend as he is,
     yet you cannot get beyond your awareness² of me
     you are held back by my being in the same world
         with you,
     do you think it is bliss³ alone?
     sheer harmony?
 
     No doubt if I were dead, you must
     reach into death after me,
     but would not your hate reach even more madly
         than your love?
     your impassioned, unfinished hate?
 
     Since you have a passion for me,
     as I for you,
     does not that passion stand in your way like a
         Balaam's

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