Evening. Sister not on duty yet. Tede in the TV room. Kleinzeit listened to the words repeating themselves in his mind:
Untwisting all the chains that ty
The hidden soul of harmony.
It’s hidden, right enough, said Kleinzeit.
You still here? said Hospital.
As soon as I can possibly go I will, I promise you, said Kleinzeit.
What’re you waiting for, said Hospital. You’ve remembered yourself, haven’t you.
I suppose I have done, said Kleinzeit. But it came and went so fast.
How long do you expect a moment to last, said Hospital.
But to have only one moment! said Kleinzeit.
Rubbish, said Hospital, and rang up Memory.
Memory here, said Memory.
Hall of Records, please, said Hospital.
Ringing for you now, said Memory. Here they are.
Hall of Records here, said Hall of Records.
The name is Kleinzeit, said Hospital. Could we have a few moments please. A random selection.
Moment, said Hall of Records: Spring, age something. Evening, the sky still light, the street lamps coming on. Harmony took place.
I remember, said Kleinzeit.
Moment, said Hall of Records: Summer, age something. Before a thunderstorm. Black sky. A piece of paper whirling in the air high over the street. Harmony took place.
I remember, said Kleinzeit But so long ago!
Moment, said Hall of Records: Autumn, age something. Rain. The sound of the gas fire, Sister naked. Atlantis. Harmony took place.
Ah! said Kleinzeit.
Moment, said Hall of Records: Winter, age something. In hospital. Feeling of circle inside self, sweet rhythm. Harmony took place.
Kleinzeit waited.
Will there be anything else? said Hall of Records.
Place of dismemberment? said Kleinzeit.
Everywhere, all the time, said Hall of Records.