Monkey

For. C.

I may not have had a blowjob by 13
but I sure as hell knew what one was;
seen it on TV, in magazines

I believe the world these days
is making babies out of all of us
but making a baby of yourself
is a whole other matter

Besides
every revolution of Nostalgia
is a false promise

There are no returns in change
only fresh new ground

There is no resistance in the Past
only one thing passing away into another

We are not haunting ourselves
not the lingering
of all our past lives

What's it matter if we remember anything?

The Past knows nothing of its Future
It can only lie about the Present

So
Maybe it aint your fault
saying you was Baby Huey as a teenage

Maybe that's just what looking back is:
not seeing the Present
not seeing the Truth

Maybe he looked like a monkey
Lots of people look like lots of things

My beard's grown so long
that my face looks long and brown
like a Horse

It don't mean nothing
if you say I look like an Ass
If I do