Alchemisland

I felt safe going out unarmed as conditions were adverse Even the lined ancients with old balloon faces like raked clay Could not recall a day worse I was told that I would be shot like a cur if found, in those terms But a man, bow wow, cannot be bound He must be able…

Checking labels for free trade, reading jars like newspaper Tax-free the prepaids, roach used the newspaper You might see our latest escapade on the news later today My face and today’s date in Oxbridge gait, my take, half, past eight Osiris but like the river as it runs alongside Oxford I become Isis Oxnard I’m…

Finding meaning and being moved by moon movement Like wall decals in an indecisive gal’s room Rooted stars abandon their routes Nightsky a bric-a-brac bazaar of spent Titans And skewered lightlings whose expired brightnesses lie to us about paradises The holy rood of the old Tsars empallids the right road, the tighter path Strung out…