Zoo / Depression by James Croal Jackson
your nephew said I was the cool one
(ripped jeans) it gave me a kind
of complex nothing was the same
after that day at the zoo an old
chimpanzee contemplated suicide in
the corner of his cage how life
knows a multitude of ways to restrain you
I considered myself lost
in the crowd not answering my phone
nor trying to find you I know
that’s not feasible I mean we were kids
pushing kids blue by the aquarium
glass big-eyed fish couldn’t notice us
if they tried the big room shimmering
in the gray January light we trapped
--James Croal Jackson
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