Alchemisland

Pills zonk me, conked out like a Haitian zombie

For that term thank William Seabrook, writer at his desk and wino in his cups

Scoop hound booze hound he loved to hear the hissing sound of dark brown beer, its coursing down balms inner ow

Which he first put in print for western attention 

He never intended World War Z’s weird Pepsi scene

Like something from Wayne’s World, a self-satire the serious-tired will never not enjoy seeing.