Alchemisland

Going deeper than Alice Three green cialis I bought at the gasso Riding her so good, need a hat and a lasso She’s fanatical Can go all day like my frame’s metallic Any part goes astray, call a mechanic Need an ash tray, new strain in from Kilmacanogue Took the train and made a day…

Know you heard though, part of my herd  Unsettling like Merzbow Belushi and me merged my party endurance Feared in this eircode, shit stirring, the bane of turncoats Beard like a stole, flecked with auburn strokes like Autumn’s first hope Big neck from pig injections, Mr Burst Rope Blick hitter, in black and white books…

Persistent inquiries about what time Jesus’s due to arrive Had to demand that Judas in the vanback stop asking As it was distracting my fast driving, straight track to disaster Seemed nervous, that bastard Masking something but never thought to ask what or why 30 racks a Christ price, lips him to mark the right…

Won’t let halves go to waste No straight lines, coke shape arcuate Single hay taste starts art creation; one chord only needed to dance Spare nails for Tate hanging Uncork the man, not from Cork Born nearer D4 before 4 using silver forks.

Oh, she said, grabbing her shabby chair’s armrest Seemingly startled from rest Linked charms clinking behind her thrice-darned dress Hardly a moment outside my gaze (feigned or true duress?) She went to the pond, didn’t she? She did seem stressed Rewind the scene with a button press, humming machines That place whose unsafety so vexed…