Utterly smitten, bitten and ridden with your disease, uneasy in bed
Unclip the casement hasty
Get to grips what all I see
Grey tenements ten storeys, ineminent
Nighttime seeing no linnets, evening liminal hymnal to vile evil
Cast like a spell my glance, eyes a lancet lancing swollen horizon
Bewared every ide, never be ID’d, eye of Horus no one spied
I hear that chorus, children night
Raleigh’s college, God Denied.
Who could say anything is coming soon
In front of the ageless moon, glibly smiling
Queen of pride and glory, only stories I heed are ancient
Any deeds I do made in their image
My trenchant wit against everyone, everyone against it
My mind a Cain, digging pit traps and trenches
Doing dawn raids in vengeance, dangerous as Darndale
Those tarnishing poetry’s legacy, deign to Muse harm
Not usually violent but you’re twisting my arm massively
Like you caught me in an Americana on the mats, fatality
Slap gnashers to the curb, this Softie bout had it Walter
Had to slurp and sup your food henceforth, babality.
Feet like I stepped in soup hot around my sock collar
Entering the lip of my doc marten, gore
Speed fleetness abnormal, moving here to there
As if by portal forced fast forwarded awesome
I leave the Flash chewing wrigley’s new dust flavour
Old records in the tomb
Feet like pondskeeters gliding along the foam
Easily surpass the saviour in an egg and spoon
Have a cheetah making doping accusations at me after the race
Checking my shoes for trace elements of nitrous
I move like trade winds orient to occident
Consistent insistent tenacious sagacious changeless
I go so fast Dublin to Belfast return to find a maven hasn’t aged a day
Like someone ‘saulted ice-cream with a spoon
Scoops marking lunar potholes, former oceans
Look up at the moon and tell the truth.
Before I host down your word booth with soap, like Rambo
Before you go off at me in the comments
I know that shit was called First Blood only
Had that shit taped off telly, playing in my Sony
Showing it to cronies
Whose parents wouldn’t normally allow them see gory movies
Always allowed watch spookies, we Irish box goes off at boobies
Rarely saw a booty
Saw a million men undoing
Civilians get shot through
They’re just other troops
There ain’t no rules, no thief honour
Just the dirt and the sky, house of my father.
Alchemisland 
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