Addiction
Often in a trap of seasons
the poet is snared; appealing
celestial beams and rings, moves him further
out than in. Here and there, everywhere,
the poet a wanderer by nature, an avid
romantic his fond feature – a cook of sorts,
his mainline~ chemical verse.
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