Forgotten totem

I am indebted to Jenny Wolf of Jenny Wolf Travel Writer for this prompt. She posted on her blog a photograph of this sculpture which she found apparently discarded and forgotten at the old Commonwealth Institute. I have taken it out of its ivy-clad environment and imagined it somewhere in the Cotswolds (where I recently sojourned for a few days). There it confided in me thus:-

Forgotten totem?
No, not quite.
A mis-conception, if you like:
a dead end somewhere on
your evolutionary trek,
your spiritual excursion
from Eden to
your ultimate extinction.

Too much perception,
the blunderbuss approach.
Arrays of organs:
synapses firing everywhere
and everywhere at once.
No organised reception.
Uncoordinated, lacking
guidance from the centre.

Always naive, you lapped
it up, saw what I described
and wrote it down
in that big book of yours.
My muddled vision...
you floundering in my wake.

Here, try it now,
and see what you can make of it.
Just see me as I'd see myself
if I were you
with all my gross
impediments - which I
in spirit passed to you,
your forebears, long ago.