TO MOTHER AND TO FATHER
mother; father;
it is you that have caused my misfortune
and by doing so, you have dragged upon yourself
this misfortune a hundredfold:
what parent can possibly compass life
with ardency; exuberance; vitality;
with the knowledge
that their child
is warding off the despair-demons...
...and losing at it?
atrocious slave of birth am i;
every moon is ugly
and the sun is only there
when i have too much clothes on.
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