Back to work after a week off
Couldn’t care less anymore
It feels nothing to be the boss
What is being of charge
Being in charge of what
I charge up, higher forces
Maintaining my power
Just about
Soon comes that hour
I am contested, messed with
Never rains, pours in showers
My pores’ honey in the chalice
My whore honied in the bathtub
Submerged, viscous Atlantis.
Alchemisland 
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