Alchemisland

Luas to the city banter to be had

Cluas to the ground getting message from the land

Got a message from my lad, phone vibrates in my hand

Like someone left a rabbit on, scanned in said he plans but I’ve got plans I’m not confiding

Friday night rail riding I hold the railing of the jolting tram all the way to town

Hat and hood can’t discern my face, sheep-dressed wolf among human race

I put on pace to the agreed place, feel the fifties at my tucked in laces like I won at the races

Out here on foot then back to town with a racist taxi driver, some hard work shouting clear skiver

Clear skier so the weekend’ll be violent I’m surmising, pinting since sunrising, fist fly in beer garden

See events as cyphers, glimpse of highness behind the drywall of tiredness

My firewall is tireless, mental violence meant against me dies on sharp spikes

Wisdom now because I ate ten mentats, ate Sofia for the wisdom meant that

Sand blows in the tent hatch, I’m in the love nest with sex agendas

I pay the man bag the white

Smoke a jay on the street

Behind a building site

Public in clear sight

I do not give a shite

I gum a bit before I hail a cab

Rest for nose like Sinutab

Lads who in school called me faggot

Now they’re baggage handlers and McDonald’s Managers

Bag taggers for bum airlines, got no smile but air miles

Cab be a minute, coming to Cabra from Saggart

No rest for wicked like Simon Magus, get the key out clean the old snout.