Alchemisland Poetry

Writings – Invocations

  • Owl’s oldest
    Church in Silesia Urchin procedure Blade-urged Search and seizure Unsurprising, claimed a former teacher Eyes pried from statues Wise owl’s still older Than Fintan mac Bóchra Few drinks might buck you but sober link had to duck you Fuck what could have been Being Caesar’s easier, Elysian fields caught Dutch Elm disease, incidentally that’s where… Read more: Owl’s oldest
  • March birthday
    Be blunt and honest, stolid, like the fairly miserable R.S. Thomas Cute Taurus leaving the tour bus an inch or two more porous Just in time to hear the new dawn chorus No bank deposits, displacing earth shirtless Interning time-earning surfeit underground like a Hobbit.
  • Cider-aggravated ulcerburst
    Trying to find my own 56 nights, I’ll do anything to avoid 9-6 life. What can I add to my writing So that it flashes, glows hot white, like striking lightning as it trines? Born 4 years before 96, Retired at 16 already life sick when I still had liberty spikes, An iron dick and… Read more: Cider-aggravated ulcerburst
  • Searching for coworkers
    Open day, enrolment First and foremost, can they roll one? Long line out front because my wife’s a desirable role Even though I’m a cunt, unfair result of acting shamelessly desultory. So up, far flung from where I sprung up Primordial muck prima materia Soft satin robes obviously designer looking old China, eyeing up interiors… Read more: Searching for coworkers
  • Digging a vault
    More Irish than Ronan Keating More dust than Roman Peace, pax Compress and compact, lossless like Flac Fuck the pact, sacrifice the rat Tied down to train tracks on a black, rainy night More blazing, bigger complaints More high, more wheezing More why, more reasons More eyes than Lovecraft’s demons Inside the scalene, plotting and… Read more: Digging a vault

Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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