This swarthy woman [preparing a corpse for cremation] — crow-like, enormous — breaking a thigh & then the other thigh, breaking an arm & then the other arm, cracking open the head, like a pot of curds, she sits with them heaped up beside her. Whoever, unknowing, makes acquisitions — the fool — returns over & over to suffering & stress. So, discerning, don't make acquisitions. May I never lie with my head cracked open again.