Neurons and Transmitters

Sunday, April 26th, 2015

I have this indescribable power.
It’s like a mighty gust of the unknown

Except it isn’t.
It’s like a group of mothers.

But it’s not.
Instead, I can call out to it to fill my head
and answer any question.

There doesn’t seem to be a limit,
but therein lies its only weakness:

With so many doors to open, each linked
in some manner and no telling where
they lead… where should I begin?