Heart/Head.

Basal ganglia of my heart
should not have been in vain
as such dramatic errors make their part
to err on my heuristic brain.

And should all work be forgotten
in time's eternal whorehouse?
I care not, my heart is blessed
I care not that my cortex is rotten.

Dancing on the perils of brain
versus heart; I know where my
loyalties lie for my words will
be semantically reduced in

the future's sorrowful despair.
But my love in this present glee
shall outlive even this universe
and all who live thereafter!