Alchemisland

Something outside

Moves fast in a blur

I hear a saw whirring

Dust stirring as it turns

Staring at death from out the curtains

Lurking, it lurches forward eager to hurt me

It searches the church, floats up to check the eaves

Gives me a chance, I leap out and leave, like a man on a spree

Speeding, its giving chase like angels after the snake in Eden

Eve has already eaten she won’t need tea, it flys screaming

Screeching the sound is evil like an eagle beaten from steel

It wheels low hoping to steal my soul, steeled talons groping

I’m low, moving blind like a mole feeling through my sides against the wall

Sensors a sensory red paints the wall above my head, I feel dread

Instead of hovering over to check it moves off whizzing west

I release my pent breath and fall a man spent, cheating death

A sure sign that I better get a lotto ticket, glad of my health

More important than wealth, do with what’s dealt you, use wit

To smelt jewels, use tools like an ape hiking in snowshoes

Just when I felt elation I spied its gravity-hating outer shape

Casing out a nearby lane, in my haste I loosed some shale

Vaulting up to leap over a railing, all it needed was blood’s taste

Giving chase, a single eye steel-encased no mace spray dissuades

Making my way through the maze, scampering up and leaping off fire escapes

Escapades, I use my athletic traits to blaze new trails through the old railway

In a flooded disused tube tunnel I choose the left runnel and run

I feel the rumbling of its coming, a heavy thrumming like bees were summoned

To defend the honey by the hive mummy, I’d pay good money for some new runners

Right now but I suppose its too late to hash fashion out, my trousers are falling down

I have to keep stopping to hike them up whenever I make ground

It’s coming up behind me it never stops, all the might of a viking in metal

Testing my mettle, I might be feckless but I can go forever

I grasp the charms on my necklace and pray I won’t need a neck brace

Bring up my breakfast, brace to try and stay the stitch in my hip

Almost trip over a brick dislodged from the wall, in the hall

Of the mountain king under the mountain, amount of rats

Terrify one with a rodent phobia, running out of road, only Phobos

And Deimos, luminescent night moss grows on the walls

Scans my eyes and hands won’t unhand me, can’t understand

Obeys commands, limited amount of malleable patterns

Abominate will to dominate alchemical operations crucible your manger

Spade leaning on a grave without a name, it looks at me with hate

This creation with no brain, they say

How can it tell insurgents from innocent citizens

Terrorists from surgeons

Sword blades from sturgeon’s faces

Nazi protests from peace parades

Raining down smoke grenades

Hazy phantoms snaking, spraying out the gouged canister

Can the man in the Lonsdale polo and no fear hat kick it back

R1 I get around the back, sap your health bar with a backstab

They’re reading the riot act but the state’s ass has prolapsed

Everything collapsed, someone’s neck must face the pain

A poleaxe sorts the guilty from their purer halves

The haves are made the have nots, no more top knots 

No more top dogs or top guns or tally ho chums Eton buddies chummy up top

Abolish owning property and brandish shotguns in the face of the operatives

Shake them, shock them with my authority, stop them with my shitty glock 9

Stop time like my sundial controlled sunshine and I turned the dais on which it resides

Cold as ice ages the stages of grief speedrun, over it before they’ve buried mum

Mum’s the word about what you heard or it’s Vinnie Jones verbs, world of hurts

Rent it, reverse over you, return it to Hertz with nothing extra for insurance.