Alchemisland

Expression in my poem, read this Depressive loneliness  All my mates fled the nest  Even my best friend  Came up too fast, got the bends  Now I’m on a ledge  Begging God for a single friend  An ear to lend  A word that’s tender and truly meant  To mend me at my mental  And heart…

To go around I’ve got plenty Even at a semi they’d refer to it as a hog, inches half twenty Half man half god, nippleless I sink in the bog, skin flensed Mad blends between the skins, creepy love between the twins I’ll have two of whatever Kanye’s having One sniff have you raving by…

Name’s June, tube top and curly mop Fairly cute when she’s not bazooked Every night baloobas, ends up blowing me like first tuba, like a cuban Big hips and black hair held back by silver clips, like a painting by Ruebens In my spinning room, facial features twisting to inhuman, summat cubist Pyramid of white…

Last sailor riding this wave Blasting harpoons, trying to impale my white whale White sales and green bales, protecting shop like a Korean in LA Kareem Abdul when I play, balling all year all day Killing so many dudes, I must be in your base Receiving so many nudes, have to free up space Keys…