an ode to apes in tuxedos

  oh how the stars draw us out from the mud of our original homes,tasting fine wine and aged cheese, we lock ourselves in time. we polarise and we jeopardise our innocence for projections of better lives:a greener garden, a deeper love, a bigger bank of plastic paper and kings and queens and untold horrors,Continue reading “an ode to apes in tuxedos”