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93 The Satyr Plays CHARACTERS: BIG BEAR SATYR LITTLE HUNTER SATYR RED BULL SATYR THORN & HORN SATYR SCENE All the satyrs sit down in a circle. They open wine barrels, shirt tails drenched in wine. Weak wine, weak beliefs, the sun high above the lemon grove. All: The stone sharpened by tambourine-fire Drink up, drink up, how lovely to not belong To the little set, the little clan, the crab legs scuttling up The paintings fall out of the rock White chalk Desire leaves us, comes back Leaves us again The lizard sets itself on fire Succulence passes from seashell to bedrock The monocle eye shuts in pain Habit-forming like the xylophone My little baby-celebs, how you all suffer But the nude works harder than you High-vaulted trees, our pricks stepping out Mussel-fossils Or velvet pipes alive & wet

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