WEDNESDAY, 8c

IF ONLY MOTHER you could see me: as I was born, I

departed. I was far too little - besides who un-

derstands? - and far too many were the creeping

monsters with the lateral, slimy legs.

So, from the length of a life constructed with such dif-

ficulty all that remains is a half-ruined door and a lot

of large decaying water anemones. Therefrom I pass

and proceed - who knows? - to a womb sweeter than

my country.