Screen printed in a squat kitchen
Calling my art wank, half right ain’t it
Masturbating onto the painting, OTO statement
Debating which unlikely fate to convey
Convert to reality, earth and flame
He hurt you so I flayed him
Flensing knife I took his hide
For tanning, four months inside
For the Italian Job
Spaghetti hoops chef shooter
More holes than diving flippers chewed by a barracuda.
Alchemisland 
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