Planet of the Apes
Planet Of The Apes
Planet of the apes is the now.
barbarianism bar keepers hollering last call slurs at
old and grey
homeless haired suicidal
bastards kicking
rubbage and greed at the ignorant University students sappy and sarcastic
as they all leave at the same time from the clutch of undescribable grip
choked on hells liquor,
crooked mind sets clash like titans tipsy looking for more.
The bus drivers of this town are the most primitive
living out the fullest extent to which mundane can be described,
stopping
and going
then stopping again
only to start again knowing
that another stop is soon.
Makes perfect sense why bus drivers are so pissed off sometimes.
Champion chimps win provincial championships in the game of a life time.
Tree top canapy race with diamond emerald steps and chestnut slick
flex tone wire for swinging daringly over the floor of the concrete jungle.
The young are fearless and the old fear everything,
middle aged monkeys pretend like they dont know whats going on.
Still a victory dawns, then sets
as we watch
the planet of the apes
fighting for all the wrong reasons
accomplishing so much
yet taking away an exponential amount from the soul
of the earth.
No more winning.
No more loosing.
Network of bannana eaters
slipping on their own peels
kind of silly.
Monkeys with brief cases and roller skates preparing your taxes
recording all your personal information
your I.D
Your address
your "size".
Get lost.
Let my body live its course,
not the course you have subjected it too.
Brown monkeys wearing black ties and black shined shoes
no more monkey see monkey do.
Copyright © Andrew West | Year Posted 2011
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