True to its own necessities,
its as inescapable as mica in
marble, its influence uncoiling
throughout our everyday existence.

The emotional future decided by
pheromones, by unconscious laws
of pattern, form and complexity.
Decisions independant of what is
fleeting and fashionable, based on
actions without social polish.

Natural selection in the age of lasers,
terrifying hierarchies of secret signals.
Layers of strangeness glinting and
winking at us. Chemical commands
by tide of electrical impulse to warm the heart.

To end one love in favor of another.
The choosing of one heart over another,
as if, at my age, the situation demanded
such sacrifice. To refocus the heart like
the skipping of a pebble from one spot to
another. Self inflicted sabotage..
dreadful gamble..

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