Bad Science

There is a section in every issue called "Poetry and Medicine," which is where they publish poems sent in by doctors. Hey, here's one! This is an excerpt from a poem called "The Dancing Circus of my Brain" by Margaret Burns:

"Finally, I understand--
there are clowns in there,
eighteen of them, crowded into
my frontal cortex, riding tiny
silver unicycles back to the striate
gyrus never once stopping for tea
or Oreos."

This is what doctors think a brain looks like!