they are so busy.
these monkeys in the zoo.
look at them
picking
at one another. kindly.
jumping from branch
to branch.
making noises. arguing.
swinging from the vines.
making a day
of it.
here they are.
here
they'll stay.
cage to grave. no
different, perhaps
than me or you,
I hate to say.
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