Making electric the atoms likely
To bring every object certain to move
Into the life that feeds and breathes and breeds
With slight intention over organic
Ways of seeing those symbolic goals we
Have made into concrete houses for us
To turn over to history--or, no,
History actually precedes by far
The uniquely human, the social found
In all our ape ancestors, chimpanzee
Culture, ritual, even medicine
Bringing them closer to us socially,
Since social history precedes humans,
Each of us, loosely, was already us,
Social like other social mammals, not,
Thankfully, like the murderous social ants--
We have built a very different house,
One where love lives, a bright electric light.
There is no such thing as collective love,
As we can learn from the collective ants,
There is only found among them murder.
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