“
They sneer at the reptilian brain
And hail reason to be almighty.
Pity the pavlovian
Slave to carnal desires:
Complexity eludes
Their feeble minds.
But rationalise this:
How honey toned words
Still ring in these hallowed -
Hollowed parts of my head:
Tantalising and sweet.
Emptiness still draws
Naive hope
From places
I thought had run dry:
Parched,
Hungry,
Betrayed.
And still rationalists
Champion knowledge:
That time and experience
Will temper a cynic’s blade.
But all the syllogism
And still
Feathered kisses,
Ocean eyes
Defy cynicism:
Hope washing over.
But now
Carved in the synapses
Of bliss:
My heart races,
Adrenaline poised.
I mourn for
Hearts not-yet broken.
I watch
As my mind unravels
Before him:
A history
Seared into my living memory.
”
