So it goes.

Kurt Vonnegut, the author of Slaughterhouse-Five, died today at the age of 84.

Vonnegut once said George W. Bush is so dumb it wouldn't surprise me if he thought Peter Pan was a washbasin in a house of ill repute.

In his last book, A Man Without a Country, a collection of biographical essays, Vonnegut concludes with a poem called Requiem.

It has these closing lines:

When the last living thing
has died on account of us,
how poetical it would be
if Earth could say,
in a voice floating up
perhaps
from the floor
of the Grand Canyon,
"It is done."
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