I haven’t written a poem in a while, but a combination of what’s been going on in the world recently and my psychology studies brought this together for me: we’re really just a bundle of nerve endings and electricity, of muscles and bones and chemicals, and somewhere beneath all of that, our thoughts, our loves and hates, our fears and hopes – our soul. Humanity Place them all ‘neath a microscope one by one. Beyond differences, an assault of similarities:   kidneys, lungs and heart. Further in, a twisting acid helix underwrites an interplay of the invisible.   Search a spangled web of brain tissue to try and find where thoughts…