That’s what it’s like to be born: You never get a day off, you
never have one minute to yourself, not a second where you can
look the other way, or one where you can turn your back:
That’s what it’s like to be born, there’s nothing you can do
about it, the whole time you’re just born, you can’t quit, get
off, be born again: There’s nothing to be done about it, you
are born, born in fluttering red, in a cry that remains in the
body like an echo, and sleep, sleep doesn’t make a difference, it
can just be replaced by something else that fits right in where
sleep was, there it is, it’s there the whole time, the whole thing,
yourself.