6. (9/19/2009)
(the first of three smoking gorillas walls up to the glass at a zoo.
GORILLA ONE: I can stop at any time. I don’t need this. I don’t need any of this to get me through the day. Just. You know. I’m. Well. I’m just xopig with it. Huey newton. Packs of Newport a day. Just dealing with it you know. Cancer doesn’t come for gorillas all that often.
GORILLA 2: My first smoke was in the Beijing zoo. I was on loan. It’s odd to me that a creature can be on loan. That I could be shipped from one continent to another. Just like that. Welp… They ended up sending me back here. To the American cities. Cause the Beijing air was bad for my lungs.
(he takes a long drag.)
GORILLA 2: go figure.
GORILLA 3: my first live was national geographic. Then it was a geode. You know? That rock with the crystals inside. And then… Then it was this.
These things are strong too. Nicotine and all. That’s what’ll get you the most. Not glossy photographs of what you can only assume is your family in deep jungles because their eyes look like somethig some one some important part is missing.
Not like a rock with a tiny crystal city formed inside.
I don’t know.
It’s like… It’s not a… It’s just a vice.
I could just…
(all ofthe gorillas repeat one another monlogues as te zoo visitors walk by.)
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