Guanacaste

Howler monkeys
Sitting on the canopy
Singing through the night
But they're way out of key

Oropendola
Free from the aviary
Sounding like a synth
Emitting harsh frequencies

Mangrove fingers
Searching below the palms
Feeling for the status
Of a fading pulse

Try to distance myself
From ancestral flaws
Are we taught to haunt?
Or is it nature's fault?



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Evert
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