Alchemisland

Therapist handed me a new angle 

New thing being thankful

I won’t be wrangled

By dangling carrots 

I’m beneath a lamppost 

Blinkered horses before sable chariots 

Passing soul-laden, away to chaos unchanging

Argued forward by paddycapped overseers

Zealing crops, like dealers mopping up their own drug stock

Cross but no charring 

Prince Charming with acid scarring, laughing whilst self-harming

More charnel pit this city, shitty syringey but fulla sticky places

Hints of ancience, hazier these unmapped lanes

Chained rivers rage, spraying cobblebottoms

Which no nightwalker descries

Lanes full of the despised, poppy guided

The dispossessed like a collective of vipers

See one junkie bird crying so much she needs windscreen wipers

Feel like giving her a hug but I’m not that type, hope she’s alright

Hug left to find the beating breast of a maze, I take all rights

Repeating passages three times, I’m witness to three crimes

Find somewhere quiet, roll one in silence

In a shuttered shopfront floodlit, shielded by its pronounced lip

I lick a piff together, click the bic more than embers clambers out

As from a dragon’s snout when the old word is shouted

Beautiful drowning, the removal of agency and recall

The happy clown in his cloud kingdom, all cuckoo loudsound

Break off a bud from the broccoli hub, stuff it back into the bag

Extra crispy this piece, like it was KFC Tokyo Christmas Eve

Ash it easily, feel sleepy but no time for bedsheets

I’m off downtown like a one way frisbee.