The reluctant visitor’s unheld hand
Cramps in mine upon mainlining this cliff-gifted vantage
Lifted right from the writ glyph this wrist had minted;
To imprint inebriatedly-glimpsed fantasies with reality’s hint.
All winter long my longing’s chrysalis crystallized my wish list
Readied the mind’s gifts for the wasp-mine of lidless life.
To my own creations I will arrive, time after time
Until joy’s jay cloth wipes away the stains from my brain’s rind
Tasers what these taster blunts are like.
Alchemisland 
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