monkey all as me

before the meteor fell,

eat improvised food

slain in the boudoir

fresh from satin

and moist yesterday,

lacerations and smiles

hands bridge the expanse,

farewell to pelt

hello carnal alarm,

argue through closed eyes

i am the ape

blood and sensation

teeth splitting fruit

as i  would breathe

through your flesh,

i am the cause of your scream

anthropology has it’s secrets

that is me,

pulse and tongues

long shadows in the mirror

i will no longer

take to the branches,

i have hysteria

in my feet,

consumed by the body

escape,

i live in infecting your purity

with my clouds

for

i am the ape

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Comments
  1. Miriam E. says:

    oh this is really really good… first of all, the title – that is definitely something…
    such strength in this one – so tightly penned.

    “i have hysteria
    in my feet”

    loved this!

  2. Misky says:

    There are some real treasures in this poem, and I thoroughly enjoyed read it. Thank you.

  3. Akila says:

    Love the pulling power of our evolution here1

  4. Great job bringing images to life. We all struggle with the ape inside ~it’s how we integrate the opposites that bring us a sense of normalcy.

  5. hypercryptical says:

    Man at his rawest here Chris – excellent. I too have a fascination for the primal self, the beast within – for whether we admit it or not, (s)he exists in all of us. I am aware of her now and again (although rarely) in thoughts, that by their very nature, trouble me….

    Anna :o]

  6. An ape inside, our carnal twin always that raw power that pulls us – great imagery here

  7. bostonpoetry says:

    Fantastic imagery! What a buggery great poem here.
    i have hysteria
    in my feet
    I dig that line a lot. -Mike

  8. Rowan Taw says:

    “Anthropology has secrets” – I like the physical sense of becoming flesh and experiencing desire: “I am the ape” indeed.

  9. I just love this and “I have hysteria in my feet” what a great line… Cool write!

  10. That is quite an admission ~ anthropology has its secrets and will always be part of our history/genes ~ Hello carnal alarm, there is no one who is pure ~

  11. ManicDdaily says:

    Oh dear – very intense vivid raw poem. I have hysteria in my feet is a line that felt incredibly strong to me – that anxiety of the animal that we all are, fear to acknowledge, very strong poem. k.

  12. brian miller says:

    well that has grit…the teeth splitting fruit, the blood…
    maybe this is our ancestor speaking deep inside us?

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