By Loren M. DeVito
Slow pacing
rhythmic contractions
like snakes, dance
across my retina.
Phase-locking waves,
numerical codes taken
in dots and splashes,
A cyclical rejuvenation
of the weary heart,
stalled by faulty
cholinergic innervation,
creating uncertainty:
(Getting lost breeds
loneliness,
a tired weight
one real truth,
there among the
empty beers
and stolen words,
another metaphor for)
The strings that
tie you together
and into me.
Loren M. DeVito is a neuroscientist and science writer living in Toronto. Her poetry often incorporates elements of biology as parallels to the wandering and malleable creative force that reflects upon the human mind, spirit, and general conditions of life. Her poem “Rhythms” was recently shortlisted for Freefall’s Annual Prose & Poetry Contest and will be published in their upcoming issue.
