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69 SCARF GOBBlE WAllOW INVENTORY How hungry and for what are the people this season predicting the end of the end of the end of I’ve only just come home after having been away The world sends its greetings and the greetings send greetings Hello goodbye, hello goodbye There are greetings and gifts everywhere Children screaming and feeling slighted The next minute we’re walking along canals on the planet Mars Twenty minutes later we are earthworms in black leather jackets, our pockets filled with hamburgers, Voyage to the moon. All I am really hungry for is everything The ability to hibernate and a red suitcase going off everywhere Every cell in your body and every cell in my body is hungry and each has its own stomach Are your cells eating my cells? Whose cell is the universe, and what is it sick with, if anything? Is the universe a womb or a mouth? And what is hunger, really? And is the end of the world to be understood in terms of hunger or gifts, or the tops of peoples’ heads coming off? 70 The most complex dream I’ve ever dreamed I dreamed in London. It involved in its entirety taking one bite of an orange. v v v “What do you want to be when you grow up?” she says. I’m nearly sixty. I want to be hungry as I am now and a pediatrician. The truth is I’m 45 and hungrier than I was when I was 20 and a sailor. I’m hungry for ice cream made with ice cream and not chemicals or artificial spoons. I’ve never been so hungry in my life. I want one more bacon-lettuce-and-tomato sandwich, to make love and kiss everyone I know goodbye. Tomorrow at half past four we will all four-and-a-half billion of us walk slowly into orbit. If only one can do this breathing normally, and not trip on one’s breath or have stomach cramps or clammy hands or hysterical needs or a coughing fit or the wish to trample or stomp someone, but stepping peacefully There is ALL the time in the world There is ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD There is all the time in the world. ...

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