WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:04.010 align:middle line:90% 00:00:04.010 --> 00:00:07.260 align:middle line:84% So this next poem has not found a home. 00:00:07.260 --> 00:00:09.145 align:middle line:84% And I don't feel a kind of way about it. 00:00:09.145 --> 00:00:14.330 align:middle line:84% [CHUCKLES] But there's been so many articles about people 00:00:14.330 --> 00:00:17.840 align:middle line:84% feeling kind of singular in the world. 00:00:17.840 --> 00:00:22.110 align:middle line:84% And I was grappling with feeling singular, 00:00:22.110 --> 00:00:27.480 align:middle line:84% but also, I was thinking about apples and the Garden of Eden. 00:00:27.480 --> 00:00:33.980 align:middle line:84% And so this is my contribution to singularity 00:00:33.980 --> 00:00:37.160 align:middle line:90% and that feeling in the world. 00:00:37.160 --> 00:00:38.060 align:middle line:90% "Lentils." 00:00:38.060 --> 00:00:40.850 align:middle line:90% 00:00:40.850 --> 00:00:45.360 align:middle line:84% Seems like hours, me in this packaged paradise 00:00:45.360 --> 00:00:48.500 align:middle line:84% Supermarket lights, sunbeam round 00:00:48.500 --> 00:00:51.270 align:middle line:90% glaring onto plastic products 00:00:51.270 --> 00:00:54.020 align:middle line:90% Ship shined and clean 00:00:54.020 --> 00:00:57.930 align:middle line:90% Such emptiness, such desolation 00:00:57.930 --> 00:01:00.990 align:middle line:84% The lone cashier with hollow eyes 00:01:00.990 --> 00:01:04.019 align:middle line:84% The floor a bright mirror of nothing 00:01:04.019 --> 00:01:07.650 align:middle line:90% No noise, not even music 00:01:07.650 --> 00:01:11.670 align:middle line:84% This morning, I read a story about a woman in love 00:01:11.670 --> 00:01:13.320 align:middle line:90% with a robot 00:01:13.320 --> 00:01:17.080 align:middle line:84% She sets two plates on a table at mealtime, 00:01:17.080 --> 00:01:20.490 align:middle line:90% Believes they get on rather well 00:01:20.490 --> 00:01:23.200 align:middle line:84% Maybe the robot has skills in bed, 00:01:23.200 --> 00:01:25.630 align:middle line:84% or maybe, there's wealth to be had 00:01:25.630 --> 00:01:28.770 align:middle line:84% Whatever the case, can I ask if we still 00:01:28.770 --> 00:01:31.410 align:middle line:90% have need for one another? 00:01:31.410 --> 00:01:33.990 align:middle line:84% Or maybe what I'm asking is, have we 00:01:33.990 --> 00:01:37.050 align:middle line:90% lost the need for ourselves? 00:01:37.050 --> 00:01:41.200 align:middle line:84% Has the body become both shore and sea? 00:01:41.200 --> 00:01:45.840 align:middle line:84% Is the sea in a perpetual retreat? 00:01:45.840 --> 00:01:49.600 align:middle line:84% I'm searching for a bag of seeds for soup 00:01:49.600 --> 00:01:52.620 align:middle line:84% Ain't nobody around to help me find it 00:01:52.620 --> 00:01:55.170 align:middle line:84% But a ray of sun from the ceiling 00:01:55.170 --> 00:02:00.220 align:middle line:84% shines on manmade apples stacked in a perfect triangle 00:02:00.220 --> 00:02:06.810 align:middle line:84% I'm alone, let me eat one and end this story quick 00:02:06.810 --> 00:02:10.160 align:middle line:90% [APPLAUSE] 00:02:10.160 --> 00:02:14.000 align:middle line:90%