a man resembles
more of the fly
than the ape…
with his buzzing,
he bustles to and fro
always getting into
all kinds of shit,
and the deeper
the better
and more forgetful
the distractions
of submerged senseless
wanderings of absurdity,
a non ending cycle of
regretful births and abortions
of the senses
and “more and more”
become the evil twin-
sisters that take residence
in his fecal abode…
Better to take
your chances
as a babbling baboon
than the busy
lifeless fly
that starts and
ends it all
in shit…