That is all which exists.

I have always been here, I shall end here.
Women, white and stealthy, have spoken to me.

I picked up the new sound, and then lost it.

A man all in white has sat by me, looked at me, and touched me.

His eyes shone strangely, because of his glasses.
I sleep, and then they make me drink.
The long afternoon goes by in the long corridor.