Alchemisland

In waiting, like delivery ETA

Between 1 AD and 1980, and that’s maybe

Ring came like Inn of the Prancing Pony’s guest enrolment book

All these delays but all’s forgave

Perhaps he’d a flat, drops it to my flat, into my lap

Bring it to my lips a lung collapser

I bung it savage, evil cabbage mind grabbing

So fucking whacked

I can’t possibly be crabby despite that being me, well established

I’m known to go off

I’ll fucking lose it and get stabbing so back off, don’t let it happen

Need bleeding like rads to release steam

Saw that on screen; need that Ludovico Technique

Don’t see what you can’t see

Can’t flee what’s happening unexpectedly

The hidden hand, it’s never the threat you see

A friend turned evil, now everyone’s dead to me.