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THE DISASTER

The disaster ruins everything.

There is no reaching the disaster

this way, the disaster threatens.

The disaster is separate, the disaster

does not come. We suspect the disaster

is thought. To think the disaster,

we are on the edge of disaster

already. When it comes upon us

the disaster is imminence: disaster

detached from the disaster. Time

belongs to the disaster. The disaster

has always already withdrawn,

there is no future for the disaster.

The disaster is perhaps related to

forgetfulness, the disaster not thought—

not knowledge of the disaster,

knowledge disastrously. The disaster

is perhaps passivity. Night, white

sleepless night, such is the disaster,

night lacking darkness, night separated

from star. The disaster exposes us

with respect to the disaster. Nothing

suffices. The disaster would liberate us

if it could. The disaster does not

impose itself. The disaster is not

our affair. The disaster takes care

of everything.