Two drunken monkeys
in our rainbow jungle
you force me to eat bananas because they’re healthy
I eat them because what kind of monkey would I be if I didn’t like bananas, right?
(But I don’t, really…)
They’re too squishy… and phallic.
But I would gladly pick bugs out of your fur
if you had any.
I would groom you all over,
even if you had the unfortunate disposition of a baboon’s backside.
(It’s okay if that doesn’t make sense to you.)
But NO ONE belongs in a zoo.
I would swing from the vines to save you from the lions, the cougars,
and the hyenas… those beautiful, vicious, bitches.
I would, and I will.
But for now, I will sit and wait, keep watch from my tree top, ten storeys high
Head in the clouds, in the rainbows, in my jungle
waiting for my monkey
to return safely home.