What the Monkey can do

I abandoned aspiration

Somewhere

in an off-white hall

Then

Last night

Poets held court in the park

& somewhere

Among the red blue and green

Haired leather

A spark or two awoke,

Danced w/ punks junkies

& other assorted fans

Of the darkness

That gives light to art

I know what the monkey can do

Got my share of demons too

Smokey shadows of shattered

mirror dreams

I look forward to the past

Hoping to find

The piece that’ll make me whole

The peace that fits

Where I

Tore out my soul

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