Alone in the dark
I sit here thinking
Hoping for the best
In what’s only the worst
Who was I kidding?
When I broke the ribbon

Just a fan in the audience
With my ears closed tight:

Monkey see     monkey do
Who are we to question you?

Just a thorn on the rose
Ready to fight:

Monkey see     monkey do
Who are we to move against you?

Just putty in the hands
Aloft in the wind of fear:

Monkey do     do monkey see?
See what you’ve done in letting it be

And alone in the day
I shall sit here thinking
Dreaming of the worst
In what’s only the best
For who was I fooling?
When I broke the ribbon

Whispering into a microphone
That echoed in the darkness


© 1974
Inputted and revised © 2017

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08/07/2017

Author's Note: Experimentation with abstract poetry.

Posted on 08/07/2017
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