Alchemisland

Spells are my inheritance, the devil knew my parents

Visited my residence when McAleese was president

Happy to have explanation for that spectral presence

Wooden spoon taught me all my lessons

Flipped a less than symbol into a masonic sigil

My eye fixed firmly on the triad and triangle

My confidence is biannual, take it while I can

Can it while I take it, buying heroin from aliens

Ingredients disgraceful, in my veins amazing

Idea has me salivating, pillows got satin cases

Several mattresses, in case I feel the pea beneath, Princess style

So many pots I change where I pee each time, toss it on the street

Don’t walk past my place, number 33, barefoot, nightsoil from me

To the people I hope never to meet, big ego can’t concede defeat

Can’t say what I mean, can’t elucidate feelings, can’t dream overweeded

Petty and vindictive, Peep Show energy, notoriously venal

Your cheese slim as hope during penal times

My piece broad as a marauder’s sword, martyrmaker it’s called

When my sword is recalled, make-up gets disordered

Widows weeping on needsweeping wooden floors

I’m the patron saint of husband loss

Taste the pain when I cut it off, tug me off how I’m standing aloft

Hiding in the loft waiting for you to switch the lamp off

Rappel down and cut your hands off with a hacksaw

Your eyes reading your own words: what the hack saw

Hard sell marriage, soft cell love tainted, gallery of dishonest paintings

Magic powers turn a matchstick to a flower with a handclick

Wristflick twist professor flitwick into a violent pretzel, damage dish

Hope he had his papers in order, Pickwick, dipwick

Every time I see something shit by a dim prick

Slytherin for the progeny ov the devil, house rep damaged it

No study, know it on instinct, occupation blackmage on LinkedIn

Backlanes, backpages, back rooms full of dimensional invaders, let that sink in

Lighting vermillion, bodies squidillion, timeline shattering incident, reactor sinking