Beats race in anticipation
awakening a zoo of chaos
Sensible reasoning becomes insane contemplation?
tossin' n’ turnin' in REM sleep
dreaming about
"Hey, Hey, We're The Monkeys"
as doubled tongued primate's
sip n' serve one glass
of wine n' dine at a time,
we fall prey to their sweet intoxication
addiction?
futility?
knowing another sandwich
made without peanut butter
is evident
sensibility reverts to sarcasm
like a chimp's attempt peeling the bunch,
only to find the "yellow-bellies" reroute;
leaving an “over-riped” taste lingering...
why is it we can't do without potassium??
Silver trophy winner
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