About Love… in scientifically accurate poem form.

IMG_6937The heaviest weight
my neck should bear
is a 22-bone skull,
100 billion neurons,
100,000 miles of blood vessels, myelin,
and long, dark hair.


Yet what weighs heaviest exists invisibly.
Consciousness, sentience, wakefulness, subjectivity.
Thought, ideas,
the arrangement of ideas as an outcome of thought,
the either spontaneous or willed act of thinking
which produces thought.



From nothing but the brain come joys, delights, laughter, sorrow, despondency, and lamentations:
the art is long, life short.

The face is the paragon of practice,
inextricably its own
expressive gestures,
made of response and stimulation,
sensory intake and integration.

The life is so short, the craft so long to learn.
During learning and collective memory,
all caricature and conjecture,
metaphor and meditation,
cerebrum, thalamus, hypothalamus,
tectum and tegmentum,
cerebellum, pons, and medulla.

Oh, oxytocin, neuromodulator,
chemical messenger of trust,
reinforced by fantasy,
in favor of a fairy tale:
you render love blind
while the dopamine machine
we call the brain stores
as a synthesis
of facts,
of facts, emotions,
the arrangement of interpretations as an outcome of experience,
and the either spontaneous or willed
act of feeling,
provoked by emotion.

Parallel imaginary visions and events,

and love as a behavioral pattern
in elemental layers
also become part of the memory.

Beware what you believe.

IMG_6935The neck represents
and balance,
connecting the head to the body,
the spiritual to material.

The neck,
within which lies the larynx,
very vision of voice,
is not meant to bear
heavy memory and its brain,
chemically dependent on itself
and it’s experiences,
both real and imagined.

Yet my neck,
that scruff and scrag,
holds consciousness, sentience, and wakefulness
facilitating blood flow to the brain,
thoughts to song and sentence,
and memories to mosaic, mirroring.

The life is short, the craft so long to learn.

Original Poem written by yours truly, ~2015
All photos in this post by Joel Sigerson
in a public park in North Hollywood, CA.  March, 2018

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