Alchemisland

I was on a bender 

It was half eleven

I’d had twelve hennies 

Two Heinos and a half

Got sick coming up on that

Hacked up the bad, green as gas

Chunder chaser Coke and Jack

Surfaces began blending 

Like newfound yellow

Made in alchemical melding, elemental wedding

A melting pot ’twas, place hopping 

Red hot and I was melting 

Jacks downstairs, no signal bars 

Beneath the bar no messages sending

Sense of an ending

I was spending a penny

Leant in close to the metal 

This guy brushed my side 

So I followed him outside 

Sighing, that resigned to my design

A sad lightless demise 

Plenty of places to hide him.