The pelican of mythology feeds its young strips of its own flesh torn from its breast, W. says. And isn’t that how he’s fed me: by tearing strips of flesh from his own breast?
How generous he’s been! How unselfish! But in the end, it’s left him even more alone, his generosity. In the end, the equivalent of a great, overfed chick is no company.
Lars Iyer's Blog 