Y is for the yak who muscles up
To become a bison. Narcissus
On mirrors, the buff brawned Hercules.
Y is for yellow, from jaundice to gold
Of skin tone and glow of youth.
Y is also a little chromosome
That make the testicles sink
And the keratin sprout and a little
Soprano voice go down an octave.
And Y is only the tip of an iceberg, it is a streak
Of DNA that hides every centimeter
Of our manliness. Y is for yeti
A furred monster women just cannot resist.
Man and Y are two peas in a pod
And they say Y makes a little tadpole swim,
Impersonating a prince of earthly destiny
Who one day will coronate life


Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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