downtown I’m surrounding <br />by walking talking monkeys that <br />laugh and smoke cigarettes. <br />Heading to work or friends or coffee <br />or drink <br />someone’s clothed these damn monkeys <br />let them loose, wild in the streets <br />to prey upon each other and fling shit <br />one of them is trying to sell me Pakistani <br />jewelry <br />“no thanks, I don’t need monkey jewelry” <br />I know a secret way to the top <br />of the second highest building <br />and I take it. <br />and looking over the edge <br />all the monkeys look like <br />Ants Now!<br /><br />Jon Edward Walker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ants-now/
