Windblown Monkey
I’m a
windblown monkey
on the cusp
of distemper.
I have an
opposable thumb
a pink tongue
& a
small pouch
full of pebbles;
a lease on
the outcome,
squandered youth
on a leash.
Bring it on,
let’s accomplish
the mission.
Whatever you
scrutinize will
spring up &
bite into
your throat.
