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Body And Soul

Say you’re sitting in a bar
and this weirdly beautiful woman
sits herself down next to you,
showing off a green frog tattoo
on her short-skirted thigh.
.
Straight off, your amygdala starts sending
norepinephrine to your hypocampus
and dopamine to your prefrontal cortex,
whose neurons make your mouth say,
Hi Froggy, need a Prince?

This morning
you were an accountant,
now you’re a fool.

Cheer up!
You are what you are:
a xylophone of neurons
playing soul music
with not a soul in sight.

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