hobnobbing with my fellow homo-sapiens
and other gorillas in the zoo
standing erect
gripping cocktails with opposable thumbs
sniffing out the herd
youngsters gambol and twirl at play
my attention drifts their way
away from my own species
chattering in a language i understand too well
what if we put down our bones
took off our clothes and
groomed one another
instead of trying to fuck one another
even in necessary ways
naked apes have more to conceal than our shaggy brethren
our clothing a temporary hide we don to cover our baser selves
but once dressed we lose our senses succumbing to artifice
aping the apes the caretaker avoids direct eye contact
while interpreting the behavior of our distant relatives
tells us it’s a family affair
we know the dance and perform it well
the tribe requires it
we serve the greater good without thinking
Naked apes, lost in thought, produce visceral responses 🙂
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