OXYTOCIN & VASOPRESSIN are released......
Researchers can make prairie voles
fall in love—or whatever the vole
equivalent of this is—with an injection.
LOVE . . . .
…lies bleeding
……in a mist
…to love you BABY
……a-ah a-ah a-ah ! ! !
Blinded with science
is a dove in the rocks.
A bunch of grapes
springs like a gazelle!
My delicate fingertips drip with myrrh…
lips crush like honeycomb…
knocking at your gate……I will build
a willow cabin— — —we will stay up late…
and in the morning make perfect crispy waffles !
Negotiate the baffles……
Engineer pointless raaaaaaafffffflllllllleeessssss…
Rhyme purple with orange …
Answer like a chipped brick wall…
Mmmmmy harmmmmmmonious
Apple of Desire,
The Voice of the Turtle m-m-m-m-mocks
The sound of one hand CARESSING.…
Light one candle…
Never curse the Darkness!
(Even The Gideons have to economize
in this day of enfeebled charities!)
If the prairie voles are fools enough,
my Jewel of Ten Thousand Things,
with this Onion-ring I thee bed……
It’s all in our heads,
since science has shown
we’ve no will of our own.
We’re creatures of our amino acids— —
and what do they really know?
Not much.
You?
4 comments:
I had a feeling I was misled. Damn Chemicals got me pregnant and made me a Mom. :-)
if light has a particle, why would love not have a chemical?
of course love needs a chemical, otherwise how could we feel it? We have no will -- it doesn't matter as long as we keep hoping we have one, will.
Scientists know very little. It cannot be otherwise.
Nice post
//My delicate fingertips drip with myrrh…
lips crush like honeycomb…
knocking at your gate……I will build
a willow cabin—//
very sexy.
Oh, your poems here are so different from yahoo page, so much more passionate.
...turles mocking...
That is an image I will carry with me for a long while!
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