Alchemisland

City’s like chewed gum passed around

Not one inch of hallowed ground

Aged brown, grown out but never outgrown

Stone to dent our presence here

That we ever, ever we were so now we’re here forever

You can’t change what has come before

Time is like a charging horse, all froth and midair

Place is what happens to slow the blur, Odin carrying Mimir’s head

Seeking counsel with the dead, giving eyes to see ahead

Every man is an hierophant fashioning the world in his image

Cheap as Kimmage in Monopoly, cheap as chips the property blocks if you’re thick in plots

A hair’s passage breadth between scientist mage, genius sage, stolen bought, free caught.