I wanted to hold them, their wiry bodies so much like our own.
Those rascals whom snatch at tourists bags and fight over tiny bananas.
Watching them swing in and out of branches like wind.
Mothers cradling their babies.
Babies chewing on rolled grass like dope.
Oh and the wild wisdom that seems sunken into their eyes.
*Another encounter with the animal kingdom in Bali.
It was magic.