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Angry Monkey
Lipstick
and perfume bottles on her cluttered floor
Acoustic guitars on apartment couches
Men kissing on the stairs of a college campus
And lots of different women standing everywhere
Rainy
days never felt so good
Casting aside the angry monkey
No,
I don’t need a blanket, maim
But I know I really should
It’s cold and it’s wet
And there’s many miles to go
Flames
flicker in the dismal days before spring
The frozen wings’ of Birds-of-Prey stretch out again for flight
We
all wish we were given-to-fly
Even if it’s not to hunt
I
dream I cast away the angry monkey
And fly away somewhere with the ones we love
..and with the ones we love who have fallen in the fray
-Memories of touching them
(I’ll never hold you in my arms again)
Am
I an angry monkey man
Staring at the beach
Staring at the sand
Rainy
days never felt so good
-No, I don’t need a blanket, maim-
But I know I really should
It’s cold and it’s wet
And there’s many miles to go
I
see a purple sunset, a woman w/ a smile,
..laughing children w/ organically
grown flowers
& a smiling monkey
w/ blue plastic sunglasses
in a backyard tree
John
Alan Conte` JR
Saturday, February 01, 2003
8:00 a.m.
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