from monkeys,
and monkeys
from fish
crawling out of
the soup.
sometimes i look at my
uncle Joe
and i can
believe it, while other times,
when he says
something funny
and clever, i don't.
was it a puddle of goo
that started it all.
a lightning strike
into a primordial
cocktail
of cells and poof, there
we are.
there's the elephant
the butterfly,
the zebra,
and you.
who put the goo there?
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