When hormones rule.

When hormones rule.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Man was just
the vehicle
in which the
hormones drove
to creation
leaving a scent
of love and copious
amounts of lust
to dine on.
Women were
the recipients,
the culinary delights,
another vehicle
which man crashed into
or visa versa
under hormonal control.
Sometimes they -
man and women never
survived the crash,
the union was
never by accident
as hormones ruled.
We only get old
when the hormones
leave us as
rusty old empty
stripped car wrecks
with the engine missing
and the tyres gone.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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these kinds of crashes do not need insurance, just reassurance that the feelings are real.
j.

Posted 2 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

2 Years Ago

Indeed, thanks J.
Bit of a classic car fan myself, nothing better than vintage running boards and the comforting smell of leather. :))

Beccy.

Posted 2 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

2 Years Ago

Haha thanks beccy

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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