Like a Bad Habit

The Mastering of Monkeying Around

By: Kasey Mangold

The  monkey said to his master, “Give me a synonym for symbolism. Find a symbol in that.

The master replied to his pet, as if he’d not spoken, “The alphabet cartwheels strategically through my veins. I must eject my blood and inject the page. With colors. But all that goes in is my selfishness. I cannot commit my minutes to another character who exists nowhere but in the mind!”

Monkey: Exists no where but. But: synonym- except! Therefore if it didn’t exist it simply wouldn’t exist. But it does.

Master: Exactly my good friend! Why let it evolve into some existence having dialogue with others? How could I live myself if I were some creator of life?

Monkey: Yes, and all you need is a pen, paper, and things running around in your head.

Master: You’re right, indeed! I should just write the damn thing. We all end up in the hospital sooner or later.

People don’t drink during the day because there’s nowhere to go but bed. Unless you write.

I’m learning that I’m not always satisfied in life. When I feel this way, I realize I can just write a story and have things go the way I want them to. I can be the character and do things that I shouldn’t. I wonder if all writers are unsatisfied.

Empty Page

Please stop yelling at me
I don’t know what to tell you
Your lack of words
Have me confused
As to what you’d like to be told
It’s not like you have a choice
Just thinking that you might
Makes me doubt myself

such a lack of words
your blankness remains untouched
how I shall frame you