Alchemy
Let us crochet our genetic fabrics,
Link our chains of bonded polypeptides,
And stir them in heat, so that they may mix
Like alloys and colloids: emulsified.
Let us make personal panaceas,
Create emollient gestures and phrase
With the nearly infinite ideas
That we see through our third eye's focused gaze.
Let us transfigure our leads into gold,
All our waters into the ripe, red wine
That will loosen variables controlled
For experiments of our desire's design.
Let us explore how chemically bound
We are with that which alchemy has found.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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