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Either/Or.

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My dream after the dream of
more war, that for every brain

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there exists a devil, a
particular devil, hairy, scaly,

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or slimy, but compact enough
to slot between lobes,

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and evil, implacably
evil, slicing at us

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from within, causing us to yield
to the part of the soul that

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argues itself to pieces then
reconstitutes as a club.

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When I look closely though
at my world, it seemed to me

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devils were insufficient
to account for such terror,

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confusion, and hatred.

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Evil must be other than
one by one, one at a time.

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It has to be general,
a palpable something,

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like carbon dioxide
or ash that bleeds

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over the hemispheres
of the world

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as over the halves of the mind.

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But could it really
be that overarching?

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What of love, generosity, pity?

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So I concluded there
after all would

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have to be devils, but mine
when I dug through the furrows

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to find him, seemed listless.

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Mostly he spent his time honing
his horns, little prong things

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like baby's erections,
but sharp, sharp

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as the blade that guts the goat.

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Just as in the brain are
devils in the world are bees.

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Bees are angels, angels bees.

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Each person has his or her
bee and his or her angel,

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not guardian angel, not either
one of those with drawn swords

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who inflict chastisement,
but angels of presence,

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the presence that
flares in the conscience

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not as philosophers
fire, but bees.

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Bee fire is love.

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Angel fire is too.

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Both angels and bees
evolve from seen to unseen.

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Both as you know
from your childhood

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have glittering wings,
but regarded too closely

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are dragons.

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Both like trappers
have fur on their legs,

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sticky with lickings of pollen.

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For angels, the
sweetness is maddening.

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For bees, it's part of the job.

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Still, not in their
wildest imaginings

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did the angel bees reckon
to labor like mules

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be truck from meadow to mountain
have their compasses fouled,

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so they'd fall on their
backs like old men,

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like me, dust to their dime
and dross to their ore,

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but wondering as they do, who
in this cruel strew of matter

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will save us?

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[APPLAUSE]

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Thank you.