Alchemisland

It’s 2.28, we sold two eighths and spent most of it in the offie A mate’s mate wants coke to impress a date at the office christmas party In a Rathgar flat planning harm to rats like I was a yarn-loving cat Bastet in that I’ve got nine lives, Osiris wants me to thrive My…

High end clobber in my footlocker Slobbery slop top from a jizzlobber Sell five bags, Silvio’s for a spice bag Out for three nights Moon a thin slice of pale lemon Venus with the venom, she’s something else Nothing less than the phenom will do She wants to gob pills then nom me Show me…

Proceed with caution I wave it off Not often I have cause to wave my degree Thirty third, I’m a storied pagan My mind-flaying stormstories produce mayhem  Knocking at my door like we had a playdate Spray them, like they were encased by flames.

Off my head, kicked out and onto the next one They say no so I take a run up to clear the barrier, breakthrough in my skate shoes Half past eight and I’m in a rare state, running up a serious slate Quiet weekend, most out for two max, and I’m raving mad, like I’m…

Rope’s end, frayed Near to the wick Madhead from Ringsend going mad All chat, no broken bones with stones and sticks Not afraid of these pricks, tell ‘em stick it Mr Wickedness getting dicklicked in a slick whip Down bad, still standing pat Anyone comes around I’ve got the bat I’ve that isn’t that we…