nemo liber est qui corpore servit

all blood's diverted, as if by a switch
instead of flowing upwards to his brain
the pheromones emitted by one bitch
have driven this old frat-brother insane
a primate's mostly driven by his eyes
but now, the helm's been ceded to the nose
when once the trouser-snake is on the rise
hydraulics rule; it's pressure, checks, and flows
the hair befitting an orangutan
looks frankly silly on our demagogue
although he wears the suits of a grown man
he lacks the moral scruples of a dog
Enlightenment's reprised as parody
a slave to his own body thinks he's free