Long Neurotransmitters Poems

NAME: Phil Latio.

QUALIFICATIONS: LLB (Law) PhD (Medicine) & FSC (Federation Starfleet    
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https://gigglespoet.com/#jp-carousel-66   My scars from a misdiagnosis are my armor 

Lord, old memories plague me in the darkness 
And as they rear their ugly head 
They only remind me of all that I've lost...

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Smelly Stuff Absorbed 

There are many words for those excrements that appear on the fabric in
incremental solid and deliquescent motions because ingestion fulfils that
autonomous need to shed ablutions but here I declare ‘Waste not Want...

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Today the Sunday special brief
     iCloud online worship session, I did attend
(via remote support)
     found me feeling pampered,

     when adept technical support
 ...

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Overwhelmed by his love,
My lover set out to weave a tent for me
A house, with me in which it would delight him to dwell
A grand mansion over which He spared no expense

Consumed with loving concern...

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My AMPHETAMINE

 Buba-bababuba whhaat zup, My AMPHETAMINE
I need I crave I have a need for speed;
Doctor can you tell me whz wrong wit me;
My seizures are encased in restlessness, and my and blurred vision in...

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There are days I don’t want to feel,
There are days I want to destroy all I’ve healed.
There are days that I sail,
Through the skies without fail
On a manic high,
I feel amazing without having to try.
There...

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I rue chances missed and days spent
Prevaricating whether to break the ice
Hold back, keep a low profile with my back bent
In a vow to sprinkle no more spice

In moves and grooves meant to cosset pride
Keeping...

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It was a tiring day; I was exhausted from keeping the rebels away from each other.
I set my neurotransmitters on their waiting mannequin, carefully plugged them in. 
The orange and purple synapses were still lit,...

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The biochemical reactions occurring in the brain right now
Make your amygdala want to prick the sympathetic into action.
The byproducts run through your atria and into the ventricles
And spread like a flash flood to the smallest...

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Faint flame emergent from neurotransmitters.
The brain, a torch arranging patterns of awareness,
patterns of recall, encounters, adventures, and ordeals.
Covert consciousness realized in coma patients,
detected in vegetative invalids by the analyzers
of EEGs,  the probers of the...

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A resilient addict with corona

Believes he is immune as a stoner

Puts Mary Jane on the mask

And Jimmy Beam in his flask

Fortifies his deluded persona


Quite soon though his supply is depleted

In withdrawal he feels so mistreated

Smokes...

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Young Boy in Heat

I remember when I was a kid
Maybe twelve or thirteen years old
Just on the edge of pubescence and
Becoming aware of my own sexuality
Drawn to girls for the first time and
Finding them compelling...

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Your devotion is the poison I trust
Passion burns with atomic thrust
The vacuum you left fills with rust
I hate how I miss you – it’s lust
This love for centuries lost
This is forever at last

The signal left...

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Once more without sleep
all dreams exhausted
Neurotransmitters on high alert
rekindling furious flames
that lap hungrily through mid-back to feet
Like a chippy chiseling wood on the lathe
I splinter and crack - screaming for regression
Just as a computer malfunctioning
I...

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If I were a painter, no not that kind
But I am kind as I let you crack into a crevice in my warm-blooded heart,
I would pick up those brushes and paint your flesh as a...

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this wicked thing that breaks all the  rules and slips into your 
DNA strand
 that holds onto you with all it's might till you give up and lose the fight
   this wicked...

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Laps and Gaps in My Synapse

Synapse definition, a region where nerve impulses 
are transmitted and received, encompassing the axon 
terminal of a neuron that releases neurotransmitters 
in response to an impulse, an extremely small gap...

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Love is not love,
but chemical reaction;
neurotransmitters bathed in endorphins.
People lie because they choose it,
medicate themselves against barren truth:
there can be no life without oxygen,
no faith without physical remedy,
no union of two souls
without the rush of...

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