As I sit,

down upon my leather chair

with a vacant look upon my face

after trying to live life to very max,

my wife will turn on the television

to watch a nature programme

or a compelling

feature on animals in the wild.

In my addled late night mind

and scowl driven perspective,

I swear I see a gorilla, an ape

or a chimpanzee hold up a sign

dripping in red ink

which reads,

Thanks for wasting evolution,

you bum.