they call it a monkey.
its the furthest thing from figurative…
its the furthest thing from a monkey,
leaning over, his layer of clothes rustles and there is a brilliant orange outside licking the window’s glass
……”go for the answer beyond the answer,
go for the next best thing”
I’m not sure what he meant by that, mirrors have a funny way of showing you a side you were once unaware of, now…well, now is now.
so here I sit again…amongst everything I don’t understand…looking for that…..mmmmm, what everyone needs…