Alchemisland

Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

Alchemisland Poetry

Neuralchemical poetry for comet-scoured skies, matins as the world dies.

POEMS, ODES, PROSE, GHOSTS, RITES, RITUALS, OCCULT HYMNS, LUNAR LIMN

Writings – Invocations

  • Cursed forest
    by alchemisland
    Low slung and sullen Below a thick boughed tree  Over which are slung the ropes of those Who’re bowing out, Who’ve given up. I go to the black water well, Dip the jewel encrusted cup and fill it well. Lift it to blueing lips The gift the final sup The head dips forward, sunken suddenly.… Read more: Cursed forest
  • Knock shrine
    by alchemisland
    Channeling streams like a culvert Got the runs drinking Bulmers Rarely run, own loads of runners Invites rarely come, loads of cunts In Dublin proper Quiet courtesy the riot-leaking blockades which have stopped traffic The Spire looks like Its propping up the sky. If they could use the tip of that spike To get heroin… Read more: Knock shrine
  • For the crows
    by alchemisland
    Disposal’s a crow job  Betrothal, that good a blow job. Enticement pie warm and vulpine sly, in die-for ermine. My life a reckless pilot’s straight-line-less final flight, Suicide diving, spiralling into the tides Like Icarus, rightful suit due Ancient makers of that famous, fateful glue. Guided yet Can’t decide, two directions Neither right. Can’t decide,… Read more: For the crows
  • AM Ps
    by alchemisland
    No late payments Pay them a visit late, Patrick Bateman I’m those busy phantoms down the lane I’m the fastest answerer Abatement of rain, waiting at the gate then we’re out after it My basement a pain place whose rafters Absorbed many a laugher’s screams. Orbital nightmares torment Whosoever dares attempt slumber within its plaster,… Read more: AM Ps
  • Riderless horse pile
    by alchemisland
    Songless his glaived horn lay cleft Their brief melee had printed the clay But those expired stances won’t last the day After tramping chomping cattle pass en route to camp. The last glacier; The last gasp of the scamps whose strongest arms were sanctions. The last emaciated passionate Crazed by sustained lack collapses In such… Read more: Riderless horse pile

Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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