Doing what they said I couldn’t
Moving quiet, like two cousins fucking
Coming up it’s up I’m coming
In the dock denying that bludgeoning
Knock with me I’ll knock out front teeth
Knees leave you knock kneed
Miracles from Knock needing
Your Nanny Mary from Eden Park Road
Far from where I started
Far as Dunedin is from Dun Laoghaire harbour
Where I’m harboured this evening
Hardwood interior selling hard by the sea
Open: room interior:
Me, harbouring that dusty demon
Has teen dancefloors teeming.
Alchemisland 
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