Togetherdom

Not the wounds, not the danger, not the dirt, the boredom, the fear, the fatigue, the sight of the dead, and not the longing for home — I am an orphan, in any case — but the beastly togetherdom with hundreds and thousands of men.

The poet plays with the thought that the net of individualism too much divides, but that, if the dividing strings should break, the two personalities would merge only " in lost togetherdom."