Alchemisland

Odometer flipping, glimpsing triple sixes

Oil slicks sitting beside an old mattress

Springs sticking out like runt saplings

Like arms chancing out traincart windows, soft skin of soon widows

Windowfaced flats full of fanciful flights high rise above the Styx

They adhere to ne’erstill tide, seconds of themselves theresticking

Trolleys, corpses, boots, cones, bones of seabeasts dwell therewith

Silt instead of coffin silks, a milk moon like a cow-made marble

Mother of seers, all mysteries and marvels

Constellations like artful arm scars

Braziering harmfully along the firmament’s escarpment

Taking playful smashed glass I carve gashes, runes of action

Dots and dashes and smilelike slashes, affected afflictions

Pay cash to act on your addictions

Hash and weed mixture, hash sticks to my fingers

Burning block corners, murdering clothes with hot rocks

They come to claim my rocks like they heard it cures the pox

Keep a second stock hidden in my sock

Set up shop, she’s wetter than bikini bottom giving me sloppy top

Tour the block like the fiends and shooters were sites of interest

Make the journey worth it, roll up something for dessert

Something injurious, jury out they can’t be sure

Assure them I didn’t do it, I was at home on my computer

When I got news of that shooting, ages since my last boot in

It boots for ages, waiting for pages to load

Weight of it like a stone all I’ve outgrown

Resting still in nests I should have flown

Caught in a net like something dry that should be wet

My throat is dry and I feel tired, inspired to retire

When I come I bring fire, full black attired, tac vest

Boots higher than my knees, hands tied pay up season

Pull up if you give me a reason, black beamer rhino leather interior

Writing rhymes in the back seat, wheezing down weed and E’s

Until I see you coming easy at the breeze, no suspecting me.