Ape

To you, I’m an ape.

The one who can’t get it right.

Your erudition

By ineptitude

Mocked. Your endorsement forced by

Circumstance, against

Your better judgment.

You put your weakness on me.

With a word I could

Destroy you, but it

Wouldn’t change a thing. Just like

Nothing I do will

Change your mind. I must

Spend my days, body wracked with

Tension, laboring

To master every

Intricacy over and

Again, trying to

Forget you exist.

Futility ever dogs

Me. To you I send

It, from whence it came.

This craft is beautiful, and

It is mine to keep.