I’m the streets’ Greek theatre
Praising Athena in Adidas
Under the overpass drinking sour mash from a tin cup
All the pasteboards are face up, seer’s face behind a drape
Into the future peers through her casement, face goes vacant
Don’t go there signs like on the way to a rapeshed
Do this in divine memory, the sanguine vine, the breakbread
My pen’s ink the inside of a disciple’s head, shot out by a sniper
Pink trifle on the pavement I picked up and saved in my inkwell
I ink well every time, blind man seeing, I had fifteen cans this evening
Holding walls to keep steady, seeming like a blind man, crack rock steady
Malevolent as Sargon the Second
Weapon readied for rebels slick steps cursed temple
Worse than Sauron or Morgoth, whom time forgot.
How long you been a fat motherfucker, forever
You look like a man who got pregnant
I’ve been tapped since eleven, remember nine eleven live
Used to drink six Druids struth, skinny black jeans tucked into the boots
Walking home tanked beneath the moon, singing out loud like a lunatic
Live tonight sold out but there’s no crowd
Before I smoked loud was louder
I’m creating masterpieces with just pencil, you peasants using stencils
I use the universal utensils
Spheres singing instrumentals, voice angels leant you
Giving up food during lent to become a penitent
Striving to be an anchorite before Yom Kippur
My lion heart absorbs stents, called me Nemean
Hit me your car cop the dent, xenomorph in my vents
Cracking wise everyone laughing, call me Pennywise.
Night’s lambent I’m far from head down heave-ho Furze Road
Protestants have no taste, the glass has to be stained
Like the red hand of Ulster, skivers spides and dodgy fuckers abiding
In hiding, I see, Poseidon
Trident tips like a spinning compass, my outheld wrists accompaniment
To earth magic, I douse with raised eyebrows
Along ley lines bursting with dragon power
I pick a flower I know has magical powers and chew it, sour don’tspitout
Hour later meteor shower making craters of my grey matter
Watching battles in heaven
Israeli issile trajectories Palestinian
Tragedy factories in the Levant, dissident factions
Leaders unelected heeding dark direction
Bidden hidden sect, insurrection’s best
At sedition gach lá until I collar them
Then it’s Marshall and Forest Law laying down the law
Cultivate dignity reciting Blade Runner teardrops soliloquy
Then hit them with the Brian Fury
Banned from church for practising alchemy
Banned from the playboy mansion for vanity.
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