If I Am All Mankind, Are They

Men Will Clutch At Illusions When They Have Nothing Else To Hold To.

I Liked Beaches, Swimming Pools, And Clinics For There They Were The Bone Of My Bone, Flesh Of My Flesh. I Pitied Them And Myself, But This Will Not Protect Me. The Word And The Thought Are Over.

All Was Taken Away From You: White Dresses, Wings, Even Existence.

I Knew That I Would Speak In The Language Of The Vanquished No More Durable Than Old Customs, Family Rituals, Christmas Tinsel, And Once A Year The Hilarity Of Carols.

Consolation Calm Down. Both Your Sins And Your Good Deeds Will Be Lost In Oblivion.