Alchemisland

Bagged all I got from the shop, munch

Doggy in the window, ask how much

In the Dundrum dungeon engine vrooming 

Tattoo him, slew him, ice cold Vulcan

Six months bulking

I’ll be Dublin’s ugliest hulk

Husk of a man, what’s leftover 

After every plan fails 

Plain talent let waste

Patience thin as my waist 

Pants falling like wore pound weights

I don’t put on weight 

Except before the airport

I box at my weight 

Still send a man airborne

Need you a nurse, Dolores Claiborne

I’m sticking needles into a clay idol

My long idle hands finally find a rifle.