Alchemisland

Perspiring all the time Like summertime Irish When our ever steady temp impishly surpasses the 25 line Dancing for dimes on the tip of a pilum, above a fire They’re all laughing, throwing fives, having a riproaring time Could care less whether I survived or caught fire and died Perspiring all the time Always aspiring,…

Cat sized, heart of a lion  Dressed nice like due for trial Dripping like the catamaran capsized on the Nile Smiling at you, pushing down the natural bile You are my spirit’s nail file An acid drip, you minimise.

No more scoring  Only scorn and outpourings Sweating, scalded in the corner  Greedy guts, little Jack Horner  I couldn’t get enough, stuffed  Then cold turkey without warning Coughing up brown sludge all morning My entire life isn’t even a smudge  It doesn’t even show up  Pushing, doing enough, but no budge Words are swarming  My…

With whisking and whiskey  My wrist worn, ligaments torn  What the skin failed to show the soul recorded Yesterday, started reading Mistborn  Seems alright, no elves or dwarves Pity though, Sanderson’s Mormon  Otherwise all is normal  Sober now, through the portal  To a world warped and vorpal  Through a glass darkly swimming Trunks and snorkel …

While you were napping  Look at me Became captain  What you said happened we hight as capping Do you want to take this outside? Like I’m inviting you camping By streetlamp light giving you a lamping Put my dukes up, brawl with you  Some straights, reach with a few  Jukebox you’re a tune up  Duke on…