Hormones

they are furious inside,
they are shouting orders
like tyrants
and we follow them

we are puppets willing
to move and kick
at the yank of strings

they are raging inside
and we are thin-skinned;
we too, we smolder and churn
at each prickle

they are powerful beings
that grow stronger than us
for a week

they are furious inside,
they are shouting orders
and we shout their orders
like tyrants.

Potatoes have hormones, too.