Alchemisland

I’m just out the county jail, there since ‘86

Drink was taken, eyes were vacant although ag féachaint

Arrested naked under Halley’s Comet

Seeing faeries dancing, Charles Bonnet syndrome

Slathered in vomit, slammed down onto bonnet by officers

Driven back to the station, cuffed and impatient in cups clubbed

Drubbed with truncheons and towelled phonebooks in Dundrum Dungeon

Golden pages paint me black and blue, spent golden years caged

Amazed at the change, in the land and in my face

My Sol-clipped wings frayed and ancient graceless

Phasebeast how I emerge retranslated

Lost and found, new éadaí

I get a Columbia jacket and brown Dubes, D12 and D4

Hand aid pamphlet and send me out, damaged goods.