Ape X

This gleaning ape, wide awake to all he thinks he feels
Dead to romance tied to voyeurism
Questions carved in passing, biting at his heels

This scheming ape that treasures all his broken things
Rusted toys and tarnished optimism
Severed locks of amber hair and tattered apron strings

This dreaming ape, fast asleep behind the steering wheel
Cushioned in his private symbolism
Answers cast in caste encased in hurtling steel

November 2009

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