monkey time

you never liked
monkeys in general.
or flying monkeys,
like the green witch had
and sent out
for nefarious purposes.
even the caged monkeys
didn't melt your
butter, the ones
in a zoo, given
free rein to do what
monkeys
and chimps do.
the screaming
and scratching, those
big brown eyes,
trying so hard
to be human,
but missing
that little smidgen
of chromosome or
something in the dna
chain
of goo. putting
them in a dress or
a pair of overalls,
says more about how
dumb we are,
less human
than we hoped to be.