a monkey among men

it is well known that monkeys do not speak

and thus

are not obliged to work

and so i consider

a world without words

with only a language of gestures, postures and intimations

and from that imagination

came others

of a world without memory

without time

and how easily we accept "reality"

the irregular shadow of those walls

real and perceived

that form the labyrinth through which we trace our lives

carelessly

but with good intentions

all the while complexly senseless in our acceptance

of what we can not and should not do

these thoughts from those thoughts

cultivate desire

for that world

without words

without time

without memory

a desire to exist now and then

unencumbered by enlightened ways

indulging a simple madness without worry

to live as a monkey

among men