Alchemisland

Rob a mobster’s shoes

Clobber him, slobbering over his watch

Slovenian from his gatch

Bleeding from his new gash

I brandished my cleaver saying stand and deliver

I delivered like just-eat then door dashed

His blocking hand got chopped in half

Like the remnants of a statue after the blasts

Shoeless, I Judas him perhaps cruel but can’t suffer fools

Drooling like a stoner seeing warm crullers through glass

Open the hatch I tell the jeweller, that and that don’t mind pricetags

Hope you don’t mind cash, got it all from nixers and hash

I’m fading away like a tenement ghost during renovations

I’m wailing like a banshee, near the bay on the strand wall

Shane is wise but hard to understand due to his gnashers

Or lack thereof, there are loads of fucking knackers

Sorry I didn’t get back to you, had to vanish fast

Shares sold off as the boom collapsed, dragged a dead tiger

Through the evening streets, blood streaking, fuck the police

Molotov tossed by Nike clad insurgents, retaking the college of surgeons

Clean shots into the Green Stephen, crown forces dangerous as urchins

To a surfer, diverging out of merging traffic hospital need urgent

Fervent about my servers having absolute loyalty

Pervert, I ask a royal tease to soil herself in front of me

She’s happy to please, quickly pees, sopping wet panties

I sell the pictures to the media, make a tidy K to invest in keys

I’m from mean streets but I’m living in a clean place along the quays

I look out at paves screaming out for sweeping, chewing gummed Eden

Guys in motheaten tracksuits, eaten away at by heroin, in new sneakers

Wheeling along bikes so new the tires are squeaking and squeaky clean

Can’t get clean, easy to get lean with no meals between, a proper fiend

Cold but no turkey, mug a tourist with a syringe, don’t hurt me

I’m sure you don’t deserve it but I need to go, head dervish

Spinning, sweating, spitting, stomach hurting, bidden

Go get served, I let the Slurm Queen in, bit me

My eyes rolled back, pupils gone like Hunter Biden’s laptop

Hands in my lap, dropping head lolling, up in court no apologies

Once they suspected I might be a prodigy

Now they expect work of low quality

I’ve been infected with a need for quantity of chronic

Subterfuge of curtains, huge uprooting occurrences

My currencies are flourishing, as are diseases

Manmade or given unto man by demons

Something flesh eating creeps in this evening

Eyes owl wide at coke lines no Athena or Sofia

Currently strapped for cash, funds neither liquid nor elastic

Assets hidden, assize man and sizer-uppers asking for taxes

They’re saying I owe thousands in backpay, that’ll be the day

When the moon invades the sky like a tallow day, wolves bay

And I read from the codex page, invasion of reality by aliens

Hell bent on saving me, skinpaling faces, skinpeelers and changers

From the outer places, ancient races who came here to displace us

Leave him clueless foolish, stick the boot in, sticky taped mouth

Bound in the boot, half my life first person loot shooter Diablo II

Other half lunar hippy, peaceable hit the peace pipe unreasonable

Amount of times, mystery’s lacuna

Went from bugs in pooters to bugs in computers

Sweating sickness to y2k fever, honest apes to cold deceivers

The old leave us, the robed arms of Christ redeeming receiver

He takes up what streams from this needful place, esteems

It, taking a fixed place in full view of his fluxsome face

The heart’s worst lap and slowest pace, change

A fading away, no ability to convey 

All the blameless who died shameful and lame

Made angels, we pray, gas grenades hissing

Spraying out xanthous miasma, purgatory reinstated as canon

Masses may only be said in Latin, no more even handed

Limp wrist papal action, savagely delivering bulls to renegades

Several days to answer us before we invade, assent or be enslaved

Even the children are slain, it takes days to wipe away the blood

A stain which never can be blanched from the building plan

A black planet appearing once every ten thousand years

A mystery sphere exhibiting odd properties, steering history

We peer at it, emerging from the mists around Saturn

Unlikely patterns evinced by sages in earthly matters

The elect consult in castles the names of those in the hereafter

God is not only a craftsman but as an Irishman says a grafter

A carpenter, he’ll whip you up a set of chairs, an oak casket

In case you get musket blasted while chasing after Napoleon

That bastard, Ridley Scott’s an old master but what a disaster

So much acid rain comes after, the nuns wear odd plastic habits

Hazmat suits to protect them from the odd purple plasma

Orbs of which float like phantasms through the handsome gyre

Hands sporting the wounds of Christ, a heart encased in holy fire

The words of the Pope are defied, the unkind knights renounce

His right to governance, this night another rises to prideful heights

Surmising from his newfound eyrie that the world is a sorry sight

Better it’s continued right was soon denied, set afire to right

The wrong that was creation, the conference of fire

To the ape who knew wrong from right, and lied

Who in the garden of idle pleasures defied the later-Christ

In his hellfire heyday, the snake made to writhe for all time

And I made to write to wile away my ill-bided time, borrowed.