Is This Science?

Fingertips and diagrams
And a verse stuck just because
You forgot what it was
All of this is buzzing round
While you try to rest
Head heavy on my chest
It’s easy to dismiss you as a selfish man
It’s objective fact acknowledged that you are
Let me be the prize object that you hoard
Let me curl myself around you and be yours
In your mind
Eternal force of movement
Inside
I am here
And you hardly notice
Beside
It’s easy to dismiss me as the selfish one
It’s objective fact we all know that I am
If I can fill all needs you will always come to me
You become my charm, external self-esteem
It’s comic
Pathetic
Mark of internal growth
It’s sarcastic and greedy
We’re all just politicians
All desperate and needy
A million gaping hearts
All longing for feeding