Of Voles & Oxytocin

You are nothing

but spring-loaded

dendrites catching

affection with rancid

cheddar and trapping

fateful toes.


You are not

a rodent, nor

it’s lure: simply

a saccharine prairie

of eager pelts.


Wrinkled and hormonal,

you are just a human


waiting far

too long

to hang your skin

on someone else.



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Hello, fellow bundle of nerves and flesh! I'm a simple little being who's half-poet, half-scientist, and all gelatinous chaos. Sort of like an illogical marshmallow. If you'd like to learn more, please seek out the "First Impressions" page. Thank you for the visit, bundle friend.

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