Alchemisland

Won’t need your pension

Shot rang out had the blocks full attention, what I could never accomplish by my indenting

Most of the men I hit require dentures, should be getting commission from the dentist

I rise up from the dead and from the depths like Dread Cthulhu, toothclaw red

Seeking redemption for mankind’s transgressions, land buckles with pressure

Fresh fissures like whip gashes across the christback, breaches brine outissues

I’m Lyonesse who sank in one night in the tens, according to legend

One of King Arthur’s kinsmen was lordking of that last land, whose span

Was drank into the Atlantic like Atlantis before it, which Santorini reports to be

Apportation of abominations from the sea, land’s deportation to the deep

Defenstration even from the highest eyries, they meet the sea rising like yeast

No west no east no trees no release only death and life’s sudden surcease

Weaving evil ends for Nodens and Wotan, unseemly needlework patronised by demons

Rack out an eight ball into lines like rays of white sunshine from Ra’s lidless eyewhites

Ibis and the grove, Irish man chasing after Robert Graves, dodging flak and Bosch grenades

Age thirty two but lithe and spritely as a teenager, ageless cleareyed when I say this

On trial claiming I am a sadist and a satanist, my prayer list makes a face pale

One face female one face male, facets and gnomons, langue verte alchemical maze

Divine heramaphrodite, union of opposites, I will have mercy I will not sacrifice

Police still find graves below the paves, requesting a statement, I blast them away

Escape in my Escalade as things escalate, messed up his face

Mescalin fistfuls into my waiting face, phasing through aethyrs

Neuberg in the desert, shaved to resemble a satyr

Told a Sikh that he was slave, Lester baldpate

Ball play before he breached the anal gate, highest grade

Ipsissimus, involves a lot of fisting and piss play, ill behaviour

Unfit for a Quaker, quaking during a knee trembler

Shake so hard I drop off debris

Swear on my life don’t eat those light cakes from the Golden Dawn

Waters drawn from the golden well.