Bad Boy’s Endocrinologies

Your Solitude of spirit
Proclaims the glory and the coming
Of our indecipherable suggestions;
Peace;

And synthetic music
Crashing on the contours
Of your flesh.

The calm sea,
With its photosynthesis of sound
Carrying through the molecular
Abandonment
Of perpendicular decay.

Your theory on the constructs
Of psychology, pathological
Lies;
When menstrual reality
Shifts.

I open the door
To let the frogs
Run out;
As parallel placements
Between planets circumvents
Ovulation.

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