Given the appearance of a point in space with word beyond wonder of fact past feigning who from the blindness of a hurt position spoke to the knowledgeless spoke to the waiting and laughed like Max’s Inconstant but not so known and remembering which is less the bowling in the thin pages of Wisden the Croix de Guerre the Nobel and Laundrymat quelle catastrophe the breath the breath who is he on a building in Islington ran the true legend Kapp and Peterson dammit I’ve found it now where’s my snuff first there was Murphy mated and amazed in a perfect chessgame that reached its beginning a word-song of gas forming from chaos but not so known O this man danced with Planck’s Inconstant he turned a heel this man was lovely the trod the backstage eternity of mud of mindless minutes the mooching and maddening known and unnameable death before acting soon to go on the irreduceable furniture bed chair and table in the room in Paris house of the mind read the directions soon to go on the boots the carrot on on the tree the hamper on the stage the stage the stage I am Samuel Beckett of Trinity College and Ulysses Sand-dune and a far walk in the Macon country now see me in my plays once stabbed in the street my wife drew the knife out quelle catastrophe see me in my plays in Burma Purna Poona Ballymarna I saw the waiting for this for that but not so known the courage of women the power of the old the cosmic epidemic from the virus of the norm soon to go on still walk walk in the mud in the road with Pfeiffer’s Inconstant without a compass on on be the loser be the lummock act it still be lucky sparring with Spendthrift’s Inconstant act it on on the telegram on the telegram the telegram to the cast soon to go on ACT IT ACT IT ACT IT ACT IT no more of the cricketball in its green locus the sun the stumps the table unknown unanswered the guns the pen the directions walking . . . walking . . . unanswered . . .