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The scientist was meticulous to avoid errors of Omission.
She searched with diligence for pulmonary emboli,
for any signs of chemical stimuli.
She inspected the internal organs for evidence of trauma,
The Hypothalamus and the Aorta for evidence of drama.
In a systematic fashion she observed areas of intelligence and compassion
The case in question gave her the impression,
That the poet himself may have been the work of art.
The pericardia sac is opened to view the heart.
A filter is found in the inferior vena cava
Her hypothesis is that love is what he was a slave of.
The pulmonary artery is opened.
She found no signs he was afraid or that he was hoping.
The aortic arch was left intact,
So the embalmer could keep the poets encore on track.
While viewing the vein at the hilum,
she prayed the poet had found asylum.
After the heart and its contents were examined and weighed,
the brain was brought from its formalin stay.
Prior to removing the brain a Stryker saw creates a cap.
She imagined neural pathways as a map,
to the journey of this creator.
His imagination like a theater
She found subthalmic infarctions.
She deduced the source as toxins in the womb.
The effects had stayed from then till tomb.
Studying the Cerebellum she found an imprecision.
Somehow trial and error had taught him indecision
she found a pronounced dopamine dysfunction,
from a programmed anticipation of judgment day injunctions.
She detected signs of pleasure addictions,
substantially lowered inhibitions.
As if he created to increase Dopamine production.
Hypothetically bliss could have led to his destruction
Dissecting pathways pathologically altered,
She knew him for a moment and her aloofness faltered.
He was addicted to freedom, ideologically tied to a post
He was a mannikin filled with lonely ghosts.
She kept her findings inside the lines,
but was forever changed by his heart and mind.
She said a prayer that angels heard,
and her conclusion contained these words.
Frontal lobe fried from a few too many "Whys?",
and the heart failed after one too many alibis.
Interesting, coupling your lines with the music. A tasty Potluck dish, Theron!ReplyDelete
That was way beyond interesting for me. I love the juxaposition of the thoughts to the body in this piece. Wonderfully penned and accompanied by a lovely piece of music. Perfection for me I read it twice the second time out loud. Great job.ReplyDelete
I enjoyed this so much. In the beginning I was wondering where you are going ( I did press the play button too and it gave a nice back ground to your verse) but in the end you had me gripped in your thoughts and imagery. Slowly this verse has developed and the end was so great... thanks for sharing..
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
thanks for sharing this lovely poem!ReplyDelete
I absolutely love the song The Scientist. Your final two closing lines had me like..."I know that's right!!" Great job!!ReplyDelete
Bravo. Your poem speaks on many levels. For instance, in discussing the heart your references range from relationships to medical/biological. Also, an amazing choice in song for ambience. One of my favs.ReplyDelete
She knew him for a moment -- perhaps the moment she knew herself. Great poem.ReplyDelete
i enjoyed the music accompanying the reading...my fav line was..She detected signs of pleasure addictions..this is really strong theron!ReplyDelete
Theron, i know that every poem of yours touch me more with time, the music and the words had me ..:) profound and stunning imagery..YOU ARE A GENUINE POET with a pouring heart :)ReplyDelete
Fantastic, love how you created this into an autopsy style rendered in search of things connected to heart, mind, body & soul emotionally. Very well done! :) ~AprilReplyDelete
It was good to read it again Theron through One Shot Wednesday...ReplyDelete
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
This is an amazing piece, a forensic journey through the body in search of what makes "poet." I think all medical science aside, that will remain a mystery.ReplyDelete
this is an amazing share....i sound like a broken record but your work is brilliant...cheers theronReplyDelete
wow. love the blend that happens while you listen and read...very experiential approach...and the range of your words as well...very nice theron...ReplyDelete
A rambling poem that relies on some very effective one-off lines to bring focus, and an original treatment that brought something new of its own to a very standard and often used subject. Piano was nice as well. My only complaint is that your font is hard on my impaired vision, but it was well worth squinting a bit to get the experience.ReplyDelete
Beautiful combination... amazing write.ReplyDelete
This is what i am looking for! ...wow! I really really love it. Mr.kennedy,you are such a Unique poet! What a wonderful poem..you know what? I'm gonna steal some of your verse as my qoute.i can say you are a warrior poet. Very much enjoy your rhymes.ReplyDelete