Alchemisland

Durst I cleave a way, break with inherited trait And manner of communication, go between unerringly straight Leaving the philosopher’s knot knifed cleanly felt a betrayal of the spirit In which it was tied, but the latecoming ship is time And time is fire. Nothing bided, nothing left by, no one let by. Woes the…

A doorman couldn’t keep me outside She had a dormer you could sit inside Warm my hands in her kitten, mitten style Sitting, fat bitten a while. A vista fit for suicide She’s blue, I’m glued, two down from crocodile. Illegal dealings in the rearview, recent. The rest inferior, she’s the reason I dress the…

Slapped to flush my devotion utter I cross oceans of wonder to crawl to her toes Reposed below, cold as a fridge rose in a silk-sundered coffin I haunt the gutters under Dublin. She is a softening woman Slaughtered dozens, caught up lovers Cauterize the flesh you’ve ulcered. On the porch when I saw your…

I prefer a murky vanity How my scratched family mirror skews improvingly My posed nudity. Nothing of prudity And much of crudity it has been my unimproving, no composure duty To move cot to coffin extolling. Outside Bewley’s, coffee Voltaire would savour, Coughing unduly off that last end-chewed foolmaker. Lunar pale she screams; Communing with…