Alchemisland

Don’t lump me in with them

So far ahead of the pack I’m lapping

Tip to toes involved with hoes now that’s an apparent pattern I need to vary

Depressed like I buried my parents but the words are neverbetter

Poems flowing out quicker than red setters with coinín scent

Lightning shaped like viking letters

Jumpin’ Jehoshaphat’s sanctioned sacking of high places

Son of Asa

But not Bathory’s Asa Bay

Moabian infighting, night’s incursion at day’s averring

Outside the walls piles of allied bodies, burning

King Mesha the Dibonite, of demonic appetites, in measure far from a Messiah

Deranged in his mental, took a knife, took his own son’s life

As a proprietary sacrifice against the Moabites outside

Such grizzly acts end an Israelite alliance

Though in battle they triumph.