It's Still Life

You Can Always Trust a Monkey

Oh, yes, I peel bananas
like a monkey, and

And I love soft ice cream
moulded like Plasticine.

And I itch, I scratch,
I hoot and scowl,

I am a monkey,
an emotional ape.

And I hate the cold,
and growing old.

I’m grey and silver, behold
this pale old drape.

I tumble. I stumble on
just a pea or pebble.

I fall off curbs, and
woah, I’m holy rolling
down the stairs, but

you can always trust monkeys
to know how to peel a banana.

Twiglets #207   © Misky 2020