you take a walk
through the zoo,
but are quickly bored.
the monkeys are
shaking limbs
and screaming
in the trees,
snakes are
coiled in
glass boxes
with no
one to strike.
a slender necked
giraffe still gums
the same
high tree.
the lions hardly
move, sitting
back on their
haunches
waiting for a dinner
they didn't choose.
it's over for
these beasts, no
longer doing with
their lives what
they were meant
to do. still young,
some, not
old like me,
like you.
Friday, April 26, 2013
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