Road Monkeys is a collection of word pictures, extremely short stories or poetry. Call it what you will. I personally call each poem a piece. I know, you might say a piece of what. Road Monkeys is about people I know and have known. I poke fun at some and at myself. Look under the hood, open the cover see what's inside give it a try. The last piece in Road Monkeys follows first. No Apology No formal training, Can barely read and write, Excel at thoughts and feelings, emotions are my thing. Iambic pentameter, is that Somewhere near the clutch? A lexicon, is that somewhat like a lush? If words were my objective, A dictionary would do, I'd place one on your table, And then just leave the room. Exactly pen my feelings, Precisely state my mind, Word pictures made freshly daily, a budding enterprise. It has been fun, A genuine joy today, Adios, goodbye, I am on my way.