autobiography/autobiology

I never used to like to watch the monkeys at the zoo
To obscene
But now I do . . .

And now i go to football games
All the monkeys all the same

And now i want to write a book
And cut a disc
And have a cook

For now i know i need my name
To dig my grave and fight for fame

I never used to like to watch the monkeys at the zoo
But now i’m older. . .

Now i do.

and feathered canyons

time turns
and twists us
a spirit flys
a broken wing
disolving on the shore