Alchemisland

Trying to force my panic, battle tactics these antics 

I’m drinking a battle admix to get mad, brewed at Byzantium

My lesson planners were from other planets

When dad arrives, he’s gripping a spear ready to dispense pink slips

More I’s than multiple personality disorder

Janus, faces equalling Severian’s blade

Mark more flank than a cleaver

Rattle more than a sabre

Murder more Lords than Dolores Claiborne

Pretending I’m dark lord with fake costume horns

Tread more water than a saviour

Things getting hairy like face didn’t shave ya

Saying unphased but 3 weeks since you left your place

I’m like a vase, finally getting flowers

Cannot convey dismay whole so few hours

Manifesting easily desires unlikely, magical powers

High towers above which the sun cowers

Only shines if I allow it

It’s mine if I shout it

Voice fountaining in the wind

Foxes pouncing on the bins

Unlock the door, enter pin

Me with bloodied fist on your window pounding 

Fresher than listerine, expelled from Slytherin

Going off like glycerin

Red eyes need antihistamine

More magic in my fingertip than in the whole of the ministry

Another hole in one for me, another fucked up waking dream

Sandwiched like the goods in a custard cream, feeling Giles Corey

Outside the show in a fur stole with a stolen soul

Ring a droog for drugs, score quick an open goal

Myths never miss with them

Elegant with a mystic rhythm

Old teachers new mysteries

I read the histories, don’t forget the test, miss

Paddy getting tess, miss, bless with a right straight blast to the chest solar plexus

Bent him like Beckham, sky him spooked pelican

Walking through Peckham drinking brown-bagged rye, Roni Size

Get the mansize kleenex, man’s a yak in heat with that rhino size

Tale twisted, telling twisted tales

Betwixt layers, seeing that which mist unveils, which wraiths inveigle

All four of the steeds in my stable are sable and unstable, saving them

For Doomsday, exactly the way it was written in the bible, saving them.