Alchemisland

Smiling never suited my features No features, no leeches I scorn all upright creatures Listening out, for what silence might teach us But the encroaching world impeaches And imperils all placidity with ceaseless overreaching I’ve managed to tease out bits and pieces.

I’m at raves daily shaking it until daybreak Shirtless with bearclaws, Vikings like something they’d make Lakesword ensures the takes the same every time  Scrubs using the Drakesword Tells me more than any engorged playtime

Circular behaviours Shaving years off the grave age each blaze Glory blaze, corpse to the brazier for everlasting fame, Bronze Age ways Borrowed space In a hollow measured in Hobbit paces A corpse in cerecloth with my face Something nascent Given as a gift to me by a gleeful ancient My bleeding key to undoing…

Yeah that’ll do just fine for tonight That’s grander than the canyon Went from barrel fires to fine wines Back roads to the high life Self-changing like a decent hi-fi Not quite a mason but if I was I’d hide eyes Inside pyramids, incite 33s not to be idle; spells are real That rose with…

Won’t take cover, go forward type slugger Won’t recover but I don’t truck with never Storm coming says the weatherman Chaos a portal so time to get it, la’ Stand up straight and earn your stripes Pan’s piping Wants paying in advance before he plays the dance Chimes relay the news that it is nine…