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“Monkeys Free From Prison in Bali”

I sit very straight on my motorbike.
In my white Hanes tank top
I don’t look Balinese.

But you’d also not know
how to place me anywhere else,
really.

After the prison this morning
I don’t see the monkeys with wonder.
I just wonder how they run free
after stealing food from my hand

While Meng misses the birth
of his son Hanifa
because he was being polite.

The story is long, but
I’m just wondering
if the monkeys know something
about Bali that the native people don’t…

How to steal food to feed your young
and get your picture taken with delight
while doing it.