Alchemisland

Expecting to see a wagonback Within a year at least Why else would I be able to write like this, with such ease? Crafts and their mastery I’m one of those jammy bastards, I don’t even try Just type Some’ll say well that’s obvious from the rhymes And number of lines.

We’re dipping grapefruit into great food Cocaine with everything, as brainfood Else it’s too plain like a grey suit Feelings I couldn’t begin to explain Inflame me The receiver of my brain hijacked Unrecognised train just took to my tracks Like Max Headroom’s back And it’s not max normal.

You can have your sins cleared if you pay Sin eater by occupation I’ll give you a name, show you the way There’s a step, we both know you have to take it Unsaid and that way it must remain Until our days are wasted, never speak plain What could be deviously obfuscated Have everything…

Fucking more servants than a founding father in the colonies I’m ducking more serpents than infant Hercules, young prodigy Lol not really, took me thirty years Before I had as many readers: blood, sweet and tears split’s even And being eager isn’t enough either You have to bleed, make someone else bleed to get one…