Baboons

Running on the thinnest ice

I have been nice and naughty all year

The fear of failure is the price I am paying for running a mock like a pig headed fool

So many have been so cruel to me

I am seeing this place in a different light

The creatures of the night stay camouflaged, waiting to take a bite out of me

I cannot hide behind sunglasses and a stocking cap anymore

I am too honest to save myself from suffering at the hands of petty mortals

I travel through the portals of time

Morpheus still laughs at me in the backdrop of my dreams

He is just a trickster like me

So, I laugh with him at all the baboons to induce their silent screams

I awake each day renewed 

Filled with the gift of the Light called life

I know that the knife in my spine will keep turning, that the hatred for me most likely won't ever end

I can send them where I choose to now

I know how to mend broken hearts, how to soothe their spiritual wounds

I have had no other choice but to learn how to survive, for I have forever been followed by a troop of hungry  baboons..

They have forced me to become one of them too many times..

Fighting over carrion..they all love devouring my scraps

Perhaps I should just give in

Become one with the tundra, the flora, the fauna..

Instead I remain level with lots of wine and marijuana

Every time I am doing well, they can smell that I am ahead..

Here comes the troop led by militant dipshits..

So, I call my congregation of crocodiles to devour them, and it's way too late for them then

After they have all been defeated, somewhere down the line, another ape is born again

And they breed and multiply..

Before I know it, I am at the fucking zoo..

I am so through with this circus act of primordial nonsense, I think I may lose it..

I am afraid I might shapeshift into a predator and go in for the kill..rip their flesh away from their bones..

Something within me condones their crap..they get away Scott free every damned time

Poaching monkeys is not even a crime here in the old Wild West..

They are sent to test me, I am quite sure

I don't see why they can't get that I always win

They smell success dripping down my flesh, coming out of the pores of my skin..

How long must I be pursued by them, does this chase to nowhere ever end?

I can't imagine this going on for very many more moons..I won't be followed into my forever by these fucking savage baboons....

12/18/2018