Perhaps we'll be monkeys
on which to experiment?
Perhaps we'll be damn-fleas
which to swat, being an irritant,
should someone from outer-space
set foot on earth, show his face?
Perhaps he'll be more benign
than we who are a waste in Time?
She's very busy with her hands,
washes all the pots and pans
after making him another damn meal.
Sweeps the kitchen floor and then
goes to pick-up their two children
from school. Her head begins to reel.
Jobless husband just watches tv.
It's food and satellite dishes for he.