Darwin’s Apes in a Line (on a Trite Bumper Sticker)

You sit in my home in your ignorance,

and I did this.

I did this to myself.

Welcome, welcome to my home that I painted

like Chinese dolls upon the ladder 

reaching for apple upon apple.

I stood upon that ladder in our living room

like a pedestal upon the earth,

painted the walls as though

I was populating the earth.

As though I was God.

And you now, you sit amongst my populace,

amongst my art.

Hairs of my own DNA are surely stuck

within the paint.

But I planted you there unknowingly,

painted your features in oil

and surely they are somewhat dry now.

I planted you there like my hairs stuck

in the brown accent wall,

living room of earth.

It is funny

how you look somewhat like me,

how you are my descendent.

I envy your ignorance.

Hold him.

It appears you are my doppelganger,

nothing but a girl under my brunette shades.

And you’ll play him like I did too,

burn in Hell with me

under your own Satan façade.

Leave the remnants of my books

within the walls.

May you never cling to them as I did.

You are nothing but a clone,

an ignorant clone,

and I am not jealous of your recent possession.

I am only jealous of your ignorance.