So this last one was, again, written this summer.
This one for John was written later,
but this is the end of it.
"Generous Life."
"Do you remember the way we used to sing--"
which I'm sure you all do--
[LAUGHTER]
"Do you remember the way you used to sing in church when
you were young?
That it was fun to bring your toys with you
and play with them while all the others sung?
My mind goes on its own particular way
and leaves my apparent body on its knees
to get up and walk as far as it can, if it still wants to,
and as it still proves able.
Sit down, says generous life, and stay
a while, although it's irony that sets the table
and puts the meager food on broken dishes,
pours out the rancid wine, and walks away."
That's not a very sweet note to end on.
[LAUGHTER]
Let those who wish and need to split, and [INAUDIBLE].
Thank you.
[APPLAUSE]