Suppose Your Name Is George - Poem by Stephen Bennett
Suppose your name is George
and everything you know connects
and amounts to George, so you wake up
in George's life, at the beginning of George's day, .
and then you leave to live it.
Suppose George, once you're out there
you find already there a machine George
just like George, which is just like you,
and this machine George can do everything
that George can do, not just ordinary actions
and all the various choices he'd normally make
and his postures and expressions on his hands and face,
but also everything beneath. Like George's emotional life
made of juices all pouring out into the great stream
in the machine too through gears and switches the same thing
on down to the orbits of electrons and the vibrations of heat
and whatever George would do, you would do the same as George.
i'm talking about you, and the machine would do the same...
just the same as you two. And then at day's end,
when George kneels down to pray
and the machine does too, there everything connects
and amounts to George...
don't you remember who you are?
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