The dream crab told me

“You and all the other weeping women must die.”

God forgive me, but is this the

Same creature who not so long ago said I was the only one,

The one and only, the one and only one whom ever could ever be

Once and for all part and all,

Answer and question

And now because I weep I must die?

All is loneliness.

Forgive me, but this does not seem fair.

I have no longer tits to suckle; this is why

I weep.