Want to know what a gorilla truly wants? Read his poetry. But beware darkness lurks, for this gorilla has his hand in the abyss. Oh also this gorilla sometimes writes with sexual themes
It’s a hazy Sunday afternoon
Jazz and the sound of a ticking clock
Smokey dreams
Make the earthly realm obsolete
And woman solely mine
Kicks off her shoes
And we kiss in cocktails of wine
Crimson lipstick stains on my face
A tattoo from the divine
2015
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