winged primate

Folder: 
cast





she squirrels sneak

around behind your back



the mice

ooo you know they search

for a moment to squeeze

into your crevice and gnaw

at your wiring



and there are always

the wolves looking

to curl inside your den

and raid your pantry



but the flying monkeys

and the heat they flush into

your intimate travels



are the best of your sexual

burden



warming up your toes

with flights around your

cast of misadventure



the monkey slurps up the juice

from your papaya



mumbling the seed

between his lips



the lips that kiss  you

on the balcony of



hotel anything you want

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