Alchemisland

Panther and Jesus two signs repeating

Like that cat’s teeth once squeezed bleeding without surcease, no release

After eating they stay in caves for three days

Remind you of anyone? Gloria in excelsis deo

Tres dias, mamma mia, cheetah-fast both Diaz brothers on a speedbag

Full bags of speed on the oak finish coffee table in my pad

Had a sable suit and a grab bag bulging with passed souls

Suffering lamb as a serpent lion lifts the yam suph

At dusk we escape Egypt’s clutches, chariots trundle

After us but they like glass before a hammer’s task smash

When Yahweh’s vengeance is unleashed, confines snap

At muscle’s tautening, a harsh lesson taught to them

He whose word is plague, who charts the wind’s courses

Who divorces the living from life with preternatural forces

The bloody sea absorbs them, their oaths foresworn

Disordered ranks no longer advancing, the waves drank

Horses whole, the song of the sea had its first vocal

The frenzied whinnying of wave-waylain steeds, Miriam of the reeds

Seeds her screeding with much-needed prophecy, idea of Eden

A beacon of hope, guttering in exile, a muttering host in hungry triumph

Taking courses like the dole were calling often, bothering me about occupations

The taken course was always taken, there is no more awaking from satan’s dream.