Disarray Poem by Ian McArthur

Imbalances in the brain
decide if we are made or sane
as we search for stimulation
let's dance about to inclination
chemical incrimination.

Where the flows of endorphins are
determine if our emotions tar
about in sticky black
that makes you want to choke and hack
or puts us in a manic folly,
irrepressibly so jolly

meditative
contemplative
hemispheres tingle side to side
swashing neurotransmitter tide

Ho! Chemical approximation
Situational resignation
sizzling each synaptic cleft
dazzled dendrite, reality has left-
to right, the axon sending out
transmission, myelin route
electric on the signal, each-
time the threshold breach.

Daunting complexities rushing past;
Neural net, ensemble and cast:
Memory and Recognition
coop Dexterity and Interpretation

(Seems incomplete to me, Maybe I'll revisit it sometime)
((STILL seems incomplete to me. I'll definetly revisit it a second time))