she sits in my car
red hair distinguishes
her from me
a primate of wisdom
soul from a different jungle
she seeks wild things
while I stress out about life
taxes mean nothing to her
the comfort of the vehicle
prevents the winter snow
from reaching her
under music disks
she peers and smiles
tunes are pleasurable
she enjoys the variety
of songs emoting from
above her head
my crazy driving bounces her
around yet she still smiles
in my hands she comforts me
a miniature red ape
dwelling in my camry
traveling with a large human
her life is full and interesting
mascot of my car, ape of the road
along she rides in enjoyment
Mo the orangutan
cousin distant and yet close
comfort for a relative
in a world gone mad
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Author Notes
I have a little figure of an orangutan in my car, I sometimes imagine what she is thinking.
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