Alchemisland

I’ve eaten meals whose completion is tantamount to martyrdom Scores of corpses, strange corps of flagellants carted them To a burning place upon the furze-furnished moor at Burnhaimlaice. I’ve dined cold on a thousand mould-drenched trenchers Not to have to work. Coughing down coffindown, prophet-mouthed spiders, and vile flowers, Not to have to serve. Having…

Every child dreams upon his first denial Of uprooting through guile the arrogant titans Who by gifted title tithe a life I write I write I whip the tide I forbid its returning, as did it every other time. For every hundred blunted hours I’ve spent writing Blunting biros upon a chiaroscuro Bible Bound with…

Morgue ferns sweeten my hellebore tea Mordant reserves leaking out of my unpreservable diary. I will abroad, the board struck like a close-up broadside They will applaud, else I would resort By responding with undue thought the direst reports Of my uncordial fruit’s swordsome chorus.

Our bleating goat we ate Japelessly on day sixty three This scant bay where no dove plays Where no plugless flow cascades Only leafless Burren A stone-fisted wasteland I hate this place. While with mind and rind enjuiced I shape In vile paces, with a lost man’s patience, A latent grave to suit my changed…

Desire machine has a broken setting dial Stuck on upsetting size queen or pissing a Nile But that’s not one of the chatbot options No humans are available today But if I would deign to tick a succession of boxes The shape of a mind can aggregate further commonplace Queries asked by meatbags facing similar…