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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • Illusory walls

    Smoke-spun gryphons stood deterrent, apparently given no budge; That is, until one actually bothered strolling up, giving them a shove. What appeared brick proved moist, slick like a sludgy scudgy mucky mud One felt that one, given sufficient provision, could lick away the vista. Grave sentinels custom and rite forbade any man from touching stood…

    alchemisland

    28th Feb 2026
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    alchemisland, art, creative writing, poem, poetry
  • Please let me get my jacket

    C’mon man, come out and talk to me I’m out like someone who got caught At Montauk, freezing sea breeze raw to the bald or bearded As is salt to the sawn defeated. Dog stars, faun hymns, recurrent threes, vault trips Mothman sightings every evening Calls back from across the rift Impractically strong bift. Single…

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    28th Feb 2026
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    alchemisland, art, creative writing, fiction, life, painting, poem, poetry, writing
  • See ‘er dress

    Shake blunt, snake gloved Bar bathroom in clubbed seal grey Sharpie Snape Loved, half rubbed off Smoking Corncrake necks with an all ace deck Current and ex convicts, victim pictures, To them accomplishments, Daubed upon glassy, book-hungry convex.

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    28th Feb 2026
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  • Rag and bone man’s pitch

    Chewlip pills and Tulip milk Milton’s ilk discussed quizzically In mildew dotted student digs who flew the nest a li’l quick Get it quick, my Nesquik’s attuned to their needs specifically Package deal, you get three: TV, land line, and CCTV. Thrilling to people dipping Out of dingy inner city bars wanting no pause to…

    alchemisland

    28th Feb 2026
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    alchemisland, art, creative writing, life, poem, poetry, writing
  • Undeserving

    You cunts don’t deserve me! My generosity towards you sponges, yet you swerve me. Buj and lungs I gave you tons. Badly broke until I croak, seemingly. Two tokes dreamily, two blunts easily, feasible. Palm slammed down flat on the ATM keypad outside the bank, Camera side turns like a spide keeping sketch during crimes.

    alchemisland

    27th Feb 2026
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