Alchemisland

Ill-fitting jiu jitsu gear

Nearing, evincing fear

No fear over here

Like it was written across my cap

Made captain after one match

Hoarding what’s dear to me

Hunting, spear gets lonely

Cunted, can’t feel holy

Diet weed wholly, half plant half fiend

Seed of an idea, speed of a cheetah

How I upbraid a cheater

To keener make my point raised my hands

Revealing my sleeve’s eight aces

Steed indeed how I horse into my weed

Scared of shadows, no one can tame me

So long contained that I cannot be free

I am and am not at liberty, poor keeper

I’m in a black back shed I call my keep

Facade overspread with Virginia Creeper

Bringing me homemade meals, keeper

Peeling back tinfoil to peep it, thanks Aoife

Stuffing, veg, meat, no scrimping on potatoes either

Half the time too ethered, other half too eager

Dish it out but can’t take it, this one’s a bleeder

Hold up the plastic cup, soon full red litres

He bruises easily for a leader

Fickle Stalin, stalling biding time for better dishonesty

Nothingburger this honesty, all at once vomit wordsleet

Type out the truth and hit delete, garden, seeds, no receipts

This is my first time neglecting deceit

Until court adjourns I neglect my seat, I recollect my deeds

To the jury, twelve men angry, lean in and often repeat

Wiping my beaded brow with a browned hanky, observing faces in the gallery

The Judge feeling very gavel-y, my voice mayhaps too gravelly

My eyes rise to the portrait of the Son at Galilee

Realizing of a sudden that all is vanity, all shall fall

It wasn’t about proving ball size, eight and a half shoe size up his head side

Magickal Revival bedside, bedside manner tired but kind Jekyll or Hyde

Using grapes my visitors brought to make wine

She reclines, I’m inside, done in five seconds I’m a viral vine

Who owns the coke, like whose line it is anyway

Looking reem in all green, Osiris in these streets

Heat because I’m a solar being, solo meeting ditching stakeholders

In Dracula’s palatial estate, holding my stake above his old chest

Plunge point through his chest, reverts to blessed dust as underfoot

Coffin full of soil and soot, his bones turn to nothing, stake recomes rusted

Me and Van Helsing got busted by the fuzz crossing the barbican bridge

Ditched the flicky and the sticky in the moat before they come over

Van Helsing charges like an all black, reaches the gate then up and over

He shouts back that he’ll pray for me, hell freezes over, twenty years older

Moving like his twenty first birthday just over, paling face white as Dover

Wonder if I ran and jumped could I make it past the railings, upscaling

And I’m not negotiating video quality, Bill bursting to bring me the Bailey

Behind readying to take me, I’m feeling yellow tape-y, enforcers hate me

Car chase eighties I’m off like Katie’s top, judo chop the closest cop

Adidas gazelle clip clop, squeaky still so fresh out the box

One blocks my path so I clothesline him, close up his shop, evening off

Like footie final on the box, throw me foot up, meet a chin a man is rocked

Slowing down I am in me bollocks, feel like the age one does their mocks

Even though I dropped out, fox how I find riches in the rubbish

Coffers and fine dining, sarcophagus coffin a bin liner

Doing it finer, writing cursive, can’t stay inside the lines

My walls should be pillow-lined, how long until I’m confined

Misusing my mind but at least I’m trying

First twenty years writing hiding on drives

Derivative, fictional crimes, found my style

Stele of revealing every page left in flames, everyday ag scríobh

Until the end of the day when the evil within demands pay

Mask is black, don and my visage vanishes

Cast off my manacles, mind is magical a wizard’s advantage

I advance astrally, advancing naturally through the grades.