Stupid Monkeys

when i fell asleep he was talking war again. "hate doesn't kill people," he was saying, "adrenaline does." even when you're winning, you're full of fear. turning up soulless nu-metal, staring through himself & past the traffic in front of us, he was saying, "you can't be human anymore, not if you want to stay alive." you always have to give up what you are, to have any chance at survival. why is it that rules of war dictate the rules of civilization? maybe we can figure it out before we're all dead. stupid monkeys.