Amazon delivered a barrel of monkeys today
just rang the bell and left it on the porch.
I don’t recall ordering them.
When I lifted the lid they climbed out
wearing smiles and bell hop uniforms.
There were no instructions included.
I tried to merge my mind with their minds
so we could relate to each other.
That might have been a mistake.
I can’t explain how we spend our days
but it makes sense when you’re a monkey.
Especially after acceptance into the troop.
The monkeys have taken over my life.
My life is now a barrel of monkeys.
Isn’t that bananas?