You mustn't show weakness br and you've got to have a tan. br But sometimes I feel like the thin veils br of Jewish women who faint br at weddings and on Yom Kippur. br br You mustn't show weakness br and you've got to make a list br of all the things you can load br in a baby carriage without a baby. br br This is the way things stand now: br if I pull out the stopper br after pampering myself in the bath, br I'm afraid that all of Jerusalem, and with it the whole world, br will drain out into the huge darkness. br br In the daytime I lay traps for my memories br and at night I work in the Balaam Mills, br turning curse into blessing and blessing into curse. br br And don't ever show weakness. br Sometimes I come crashing down inside myself br without anyone noticing. I'm like an ambulance br on two legs, hauling the patient br inside me to Last Aid br with the wailing of cry of a siren, br and people think it's ordinary speech.