Click here for wind-up monkey

 

I'm online, long time,

searching for a slingshot

 

to accelerate existence ---

low-point life, any new direction

 

will suffice. Hide my eyes,

blind-click mouse, fate decides

 

my prize, a YouTube

wind-up monkey dance.

 

Belly-key twisted tight, red dunce cap 

hanging down, sad-faced monkey,

 

cymbals high, begins to rise,

clash brass, crash, vibrate windows, 

 

ceiling, house. Monkey bounces

across the floor, applauds

 

old lovers, Youtube viewers,

primates past, private monkey

 

wind-up shaft. He writhes, 

thrashes, squats then slows --

 

pauses mid-clap, quivers,

stops, mournful face frozen,    

 

iced in pixels of displeasure --  

both of us, pitiful, all danced out.

                              Timothy Pilgrim