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.