See-through Skin

Baptised in artificial waters, connective tissues rejoice in pre-set harmony; their purpose reborn as receptive intercessors that ache to vicariously denounce the darkness.   Transplanted

An Internal Scale

Your body has a set of scales, To help to regulate the fat; Detecting where your weight is at, A backup as your leptin fails.

Self-Medicated Memories

You sit there, gently trembling in your cage – The tones ring out; the floor begins to hum. The sudden shock of pain you cannot

Sweet Learning

Poor learners really aren’t to blame, They cannot switch what’s in their brain; The hippocampus is at fault, For making their connections halt.   It’s

A New Old Memory

Now open your eyes to see an old face, An old face that somehow seems new. Straight to the point, and yet without a map