Serotonin #1

(#1)
A single coiling line, then you're supposed to grow tired
Foretelling ailments, nations, in the design
When you said "serotonin"
All I could think of was the locust, swarming
And we felt so clever about it
Busy bee, good girl, so interested
Conscientious junkies strung along over lands
For the flesh, gods
Stars and nebulas



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Writer(s): Sakarias Westman
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