Alchemisland

Neither borrower nor beggar be, but return when I lend you

Or I end you, coming after you frothing rabid, vengeance in my step

Graves two dug, wagon I slung you in, song I sung for you in penury

In perdition, limbonic rendition of my masonic mission, missives

Lifted right from epistles, pictures of princesses and pied pillars

Fixtures in the eyes of a mighty villain, willing to do anything criminal

Before creasing them with my boot heel and feeding them to the fire

I long to cease the futurity of things, their unnerving permanence

I wish to plant automobile gardens like a grid across the planet

I wish to roll JCBs through henge capstones, level the whole lot

I wish to burn every crop in the field

To watch birds drop like climber-loosened stones

Spiralling, hurtling like riddled Spitfires into the Suez

Cheeseboards and these whores

Coke lines and retorts

Reach out what he sought

Fell away from him, see saw

Off balance, my talents are enhanced by magicks, Aladdin

Glance at the Djinn dipping ink with my left hand

Plants around me, hanging garden

Dance around me, fulsome harem

So much weed, girls girdle me nightly

One only Holy Desert King, Salahadin

Lord of lightning, fist striking

Turning back these Vikings

Who come with sword and Christ

Proclaiming themselves mighty

Here in the desert find my ice

Cold soul, blood from a bowl

Extols my abnormal god

My fortress is a vortex warp to Hod

Nodding off, Eden to Nod

More blood to cop than Nosgoth’s lot

Mall cop how I make sure the floor is mopped

And bother kids who aren’t shopping

Stopping crime before it can happen

Can’t laid a hand on but this one brought a handgun from home

Had enough of these punks, ask them nicely to move on

Blasts them when they don’t, blasts them where they stand

Blood stains their Columbia jackets

I come by later and rifle the coats for the coke

Those oats are sown but I need something soon

New moon coming, new man coming, tuna

Steaks for dinner, my shooter on the table glass 

Relaxing with cocktails of nitrous gas and acid

Becoming a veteran astral travel

The mantids wave when I pass them

I wave to the machine elves, mischievous bastards

Stars white void black, pie of a panda

Know this place like the back of my hand

Well as old Penda knew his fen

Planets intersecting, intercession

Like wobbling venn diagrams

Harmony with assures us of an engineer

Melts into my rearview, I swim through years