APE

© 1992 – DV8

who are we then
a moving dancing
clock-punching
homo-sapiens
a whimsical drone
filled with pillow fantasies
and electronic boogie

conceived
born
milk weaned
socialized
trained and labourized
insured and buried
from womb to tomb
just a 9 to 5 energy slave
not far from the club and grunt

an organized
mechanized
fleshy
evolutionary
organism
for putting food
and information
in one end
and giving out sex
and waste
with the other
filled with the jolts
ritual minutiae
of our life

do we dance
in the dream
of our narcosis
to the subtle
cacophonic symphony
of our desperation

are these air dreams
and ice halls
the heart and hearth
of our existence
is there another world
amidst the rakish
rectitude of our lives

there among the kiosk porticoes
of our city life
right there
just beyond
the labile mist
of memory

look a new birth
in the womb
of the world
filled
with cosmic energy
and intelligence

there
in the alembic heart
of our being
where one encounters
the solstice and equinox
of the divine

resting there silently
then moving out
into this labyrinth
called life

out again
onto the pulsing sidewalks
of the city
to struggle
like inspired beings
with the conundrums
and enigmas of life

out among
the dragons
gargoyles
harpies
then while journeying
through the spirals
cupolas
pagodas
of existence

rise up
and transform
the mire
rise up
create love with angel fire