Alchemisland

Blue chips like I spilled sky bits in the mixture

Madonna whore complex

Having sex in the complex

Walls concave lend the appearance of a cave

Booking receipt says staying three days

Due to leave the 28th, hit the hay

Lick her for ages, eating a gobstopper takes all day

Impression of me left in the bed even though I’m away

Back straight as a soldier’s on parade, empty space

Marking where a mandrake upped and awayed, witch’s spade

Broke the pave and stove the clod, the ritual oddment conveyed 

Like the ark of the covenant, in great safety, utmost reverence paid

Uncle a reverend got a payoff, fought off false accusations

To this day swears he didn’t do it, it confuses me, outpatients

Procedures to try increase my patience, I want it on the plate

And I don’t mean the cleaved pate and believing face of John the Baptist

I’m in the backyard practising, reading pamphlets, young Oswald

Balling, mothers bawling at sons dead in foxholes, appalling

Reports of incompetence and torture

Hard breathing, shot in both lungs

Hard creature, two tours stationed primarily at Do Lung

My rhymes more offensive then Tet, than a graven image of the prophet

I’ll date a grandma, take her out and ask them to blend her steaks, profit

Wages and bands made from selling stock, only rock I fuck with

Been stood still since before the flood came, this whole world is a grave

Car like a mobile rave, nubile wench showing me her intentions on the stickshift

So many spliffs an experienced man goes green and gets sick, his one gets the ick

Shifts over from the backseat to my dick, two of them in it like barely any Pringles

Need a pick me up like a missed package

Destroying myself, licking a cactus

Dodging lightning strikes on the thunder plains to gain

Celestial weapons for the members of my party

When Yuna started summoning, I was almost sent away

I’ll throw a bushel of hand grenades at a Cactuar

Best of archers I could hit an eagle-carried target from the window of my apartment

Anyone who requests a demonstration gets defenestrated

Low patience and overly defensive, one word I find offensive get flensed

Render your flesh, grind you down into a new coffee blend

Serve you in a white cup, call it a red venti, looking for mermaid’s purses

Now I’m staring at a mermaid’s bust, bodice rusted from brine, giving me eyes

Across the tide, check the time I always have time, beckon her over

Siren stareyed no Simeon, always say Simon Says when requesting servicing

Indy gone AAA, the scene died today, fragments of the shattered whole

Barely luminescent, nothing growing here the senescent dark won’t be around forever

I’m down with lampreys and cars that sank, seeking out a dirtier, angrier Atlantis

Fantasy palace dick hard as a bust of Pallas, hard as escaping for Alice

Now she’s down the hole with rabbits like Donnie Darko really happening

My dark captain, my black clad sensei died by my hand today

Glaived his guts, painted the pavement pink keen as mustard

Need more than dustbins to clean this part of Dublin

Custard coloured the lungbutter chestcluttering

Even going to the shops gets my butterflies fluttering

Weak floodgates inside me, let everything inside

I’m easily stranded, regret asking for more action

Mark well these words, he is not the last.