I saw Mother, captive gorilla
in the humid luminescence
of the pit at the zoo.
Some sort of fight was going on.
She was cowering under
a chlorinated
waterfall, red-eyed.
Punks among us on the public
concourse taunted Father.
He rampaged round
the jungle of house plants,
prehensile feet slipping on
patio slabs, slamming
into
the steel door.