I am but a sound
Handless foreknowledge thing yet formed
Wheel of my wants by me neither turned nor designed
Wheel of mind greased by green, smiling hearing grinders
Grinding teeth never dreaming, foregoing life and self-esteem
Forgetting deeds, good or bad
Weeping for forgetting only; weed steals
From me what is me, quintessence.
Inventing reasons for inebriation’s needs
Fleeing that with which I cannot deal
Screaming truth in hot pursuit
Cancer now what once was loot
Flashing zoot summoning ghosts
Anything to become unlucid
Dragging dragging coughing hacking
Cockrow coughing like a hag thrice my age
Stoop-backed sticklespine
Spluttering green horrorshow into outhouse bowl
Tasting death in my throat.
Abusing drugs, amusing Lucifer whose lightning fascinates
I am lucent, fogged eyes moving sidewise
Looser looser, loosed my leash Fenrir at Ragnarök
Seasonlong joint-baiting, inhaling until alien in own life
Writing pages, wageless gospels none want or ask for
Yet bears forth, wearing infertile fruits
Shootless saplings, borndeadapples
Verse conveying nothing, signifying nothing, tuneless rebellion
I am my own father’s ear-dead ghost, haunting my own battlements
Never choosing battles, fleet dashed at Actium for Cleopatra’s snatch.
Born in August
Prince of swords bladespirit Musashi, Emperor yet inaugust
Chained to worry, talk and snide remark, denying darkness
Affinity for Taurus ends at my borders, selfish to last
It is this way I unmask, with laughing and contrasting
I am this and was that
You are this and I am that
Such exacting mathemacting
Type to be divorced not for cruelty but due her boredom.
All I am exists in mind, all flight and fantasy
Pomp and crude manmade destiny
Otherwise a thing frightened, furtive
Going gingerly daytreading vixen
Admix: fiction, fool, coward or king day dependent
Motley and purple alternating
What moustachioed villain laughing evilly, dear Horatio,
Plots my disastrous courses and rots my nations?
Alchemisland 
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