We meditate
Open our minds
Which in return
Flush into our blood
Addictive opiods
Yet this is not seen
As being well understood
Tag: hormones
My belle
Big beautiful roses have long stems
Hormones and selective breeding
Growing the body mine desires
Yet tainted by this falseness
Irony. Symbolism. Lesson.
But it’s unlearned.
Nothing is known.
Like why is it I find
The odd one out special
An exception to the rule
Falling into a finite band
Whose boundaries obstruct
One side says she’s the one
Whereas the other enumerates
Long lists of components
Hormones and selective thinking.