The Weaver: The fool and the death-maker die alone The Dying Oilman: Blinded by the hostages of fortune The Confused Transsexual: Stamen and pistillate together again The Sold-Out Artist: Black are the legs inside the white sepulchre The Ascetic: Shadows doubt the strength of the sun The Old Soldier: Safety sells, but war always wins The Aging Musician: Narcissus knows no one naked The Butcher: The flesh of animals angers anew… and moos The Old Woman: Kissless are the isolated, rootless are their tongues Ginger's Lament