3 UNWISE MONKEYS

3 UNWISE MONKEYS

 (OR Zoological Experiments Involving Booze, Primates 

and a B-Girl Who Thinks Too Much)

  It’s not easy to stay sober

When you’re a barmaid;

I tell myself the Terminal Bar and Grill

Is an oddly mental gymnasium.

3 regulars suck on beer,

Ask me out in rounds:

See No Evil thinks I play hard to get.

Hear No Evil accepts rejection again, then again,

Impervious to the notion of negative-reinforcement

As Speak No Evil offers to eat the corn out of my shit.

      I settle into cheap wine

Because I have no patience.

Diane Fossey opened bottles

With her teeth,

Waiting for the poachers to kill her,

Ash trays, Severed gorilla palms,

Thumbs folded in to  prop up a cigar,

Were all the evidence she needed to know:

Evolution is a lie.

                                                                                                               
 And if there is a God, 

                                                                                                                                 
He’s a real bastard.