Alchemisland

Woah, word from an old pal

Not part of how it is now

Messaging me on the gram

Like the me you know hasn’t vanished, scram

Always a plan, scam, need a loan pal

Hungry and I’m the man with the scran

Mug me successfully, flee with a band

But if I catch you, you losing your hands

Consider my vault innards ballast

Lock like something from JG Ballard

Market’s most advanced mechanism

I withdraw enough it causes a market schism

Ten autistic accountants, make sure the count’s correct

Recession proof my bank balance

Bolsters the economy, moved in a van

Looking gallant getting galloped beneath the ceiling fan

Disobey the do not disturb sign, walloped and lost wallet

Curbing those marked with do not deserve

Hadn’t heard from you in a while, until you heard

That I had powers, Down in a Hole like off Dirt

Poison flowers, hemlock Socrates down in one, goodbye to Earth

Every second knacker on the wireless like Lord Haw Haw

Trying to people a Fourth Reich with the sign-on list from the dole board

Wallace how I’m only honest with my dog, get my cheese with a rocket

Cert from the doctor, better stay home gach seachtain, what’s agoraphobic

I’m drinking impotentising admix from an elephant-eared amphora

Inhaled too much flora and made myself boring, the droop is brewer’s

The shirt reads Hooters and she’s a cute hooer, only acting clueless

Shoeless, doing it, then she’s back on the Luas

So beautiful I spew in two minutes, she’s suas

I’m still síos, she’s like one of sídh I’m serious

She’s that She from my fantasy

See only with inner piece when achieving rare inner peace

I’m a weedpriest, chasuble green and spun from leaf

Kneeling in the kief cathedral, peace pipe mediaeval.