W H O

Taking it like two pills, double-glazing my mind

My amazing claims invite shaking, thought you were being tased

Leading you further into my maze, so many spoons thought you were being tasted

Drink his blood if he overdoses at the spot, nothing is wasted

Faceless artificer first to embrace me

Your arms splay, you better brace ’cause these wrists brickfist tops

Fattened on slops watching them top the pyramid, capstone gap from blocks

Cheops how I blaze a jay in the way of the triangle, bangle-armed entertainers

Draped in sheer fabrics, half an outfit

Cup always half full, admix in my alembic stirred by fantasist priests from Atlantis

Their God is a black pig, you are merely a tourist in the black land

Bands and bookings and Buckfast like a festival, last living evil

Consigning my final easel to the flames behind the grate

Alexander the Great how I kiss boys and slay, miceplaying catawaying

I’m in furs listening to Burzum

My eyes red as Barsoom

Heady smells fill the room

Offed telly a black mirror reflecting me, screen fiend, on Zoom like Covid meeting

WHO how long AGO I gave up pinball, straight OTO, Hymn to Pan vinyl rotating

Spliff of calm rotating, robed like the ancients my brothers in mayhemic mischief

WHO I ask you can outdo this hooer cute, great minds alike, rarely differing fools.

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