Alchemisland

It’s not Nicorette, or legally binding

So much blinding smoke it sits behind it

Won’t stop for the no smoking sign

Release a heady breath, that’s incorrect

Breh, do I look like I care? 

Square up to me but you’re square soft

I’m square enix with a keyblade, phoenix down and two softs

Petrified to be seen with you, like medusa was your mood

Your statue making eyes fasten me, fox in high beams soon gloop

Coughing, pointing up to the sign

To the point where I decide he’s its designer

He’s just trying to show off, degree in fine art

We continue to defy him, joint rolling a fine art

Another getting started before we finish this one’s puff passing

What are fuck are you after? I shout over once 30 minutes pass

And he’s still there unwanted like a boil on the ass

Weedsweat rising, his temper’s rising

More pride than a tribe of lions, astrological sign is thriving

Virgo in my solar but Scorpio in my rising

He speaks quiet like he’s whispering orisons

I rise to him, nodding him along, oh right then

Mine and my mens’ views are allied, in alignment, like Boyne Orion 

As above so below, the past is still alive, this man’s lucky he’s still alive

What kind of mall cop runs up on a group of five, when it’s ten past five

In the morning, just ignore them and enjoy the morning glory, continue thriving

Leave alone and get left alive, keep at it and you’ll get the knife, cheffed

Cut like the morning bread, still hot inside, crust developing where I sawed off the head

Worst of all is the smell which the dead compel, it is utterly repellent, redolent of Hell

This man is one in ten million, more than three chances he’s given and still swivelling

Waiting to pivot, so you know it’s not baseball, patient because he’s ancient, I’m willing

To give you one final chance to stand down, pick your battles, pick your dance, fam

You’re old enough to be a dad, clown, shut it down, slam clam, not looking for pearls now

At that he shows his pearls, unfurls pearl handed gun he hid earlier, blam blam

Wyatt Earp and not seeking forgiveness, names not Earl, twirling like the world

But faster, at least in a man’s aspect with respect to relativity.