and there it is
where it always is
as it always was
caged, robotic, unthinking
an assumed laborer
chugging away as
undisrupted ambition flows
through the sodium channels
unglue the ephapse
and the rhythms collapse
or worse, inject emotions
and witness the ensuing chaos
and there it is
as metaphor in your hand
dispersed as an agent
of love, hate or change
(Image from fineartamerica.com)
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