An insane bullet made from a disgraced knight’s melted greaves
Grendel pelt, Eden leaves, unihorned steed leavings
Brine from every sea between Hyperborea and disappearing Hy Brasil
Salted pig eyes, manifest corruption
Eyebrows from highbrow beauties despised for harbouring landlord blood
Dobhar Chu’s milk, Abhartach’s gravemud, brittle mammoth bone joists
One vial of spittle
Which flew from the mouth of the daughter of James Joyce
As another schizophrenic frenzy took her
A bottled voice, sotto voce
I made this bullet
This trigger I intend to pull it
That bullet entering a brain
Like the tip of a fuckdevice set to pneumatic as it hits home.
Alchemisland 
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