serotonin workaround

a light from the pink
of this face
or so you think
without trace
of reality behind
the mercury laced glass
a different kind
as times pass

a standing dream
a passing through
alone supreme
should take you too
where’re the sound
when’er the thought
a serotonin workaround
is what you bought

and seconds take
a life or more
and no mistake
the truth is more
first time to see
bone fide him
cast asiding me
for this prelim

©2006 Hey Hey

Hey, Hey Hey, my friend, I really like this one; it certainly speaks to my own experience in particular, and is so very, well, BrainMeta in general (serotonin, brain chemistry and that). I find it to be a very enjoyable poem. I enjoy all your poems, whether I am able to reply or not, but I felt I had to make time to congratulate you on this one especially.

Thank you for this.

Respect and solidarity, cheers and love,

+Stevie

Steven, my dear friend, I connect with every one of your poems, you connect with mine. Together we have a synergy, and I'm looking for that extra thing. Maybe it's at your end. But I know it means a lot to me. It's good to know that you're there and you care.