Alchemisland

Your art midjourney Norn weavers, Sigourney, making my way Taking my security away What’s fixed fades What sticks conveys Reality served or made

Judge must pay to have his skin masks cleaned We bleed, all is vanity My art in galleries, championed by artists, critics and the populace So popular they’re asking for a second run Old faces popping up, nothing new under the sun No kids but a lot of sons, no joy but a lot of…

I have been rash in action Taking advantage to advance myself At easy cruelty, well practised Be glad it was a slap and not a closed fist I have trysted and created issues, hosting mistresses I have made wanton sinning a life fixture I have longed for worldly things, pictured myself A conqueror throned above…

My attorney get Ed Gein freed No plea for insanity Salad days back on the street, diet all meat Teeth like a T-Rex west Montana Eden was perfect, comer una manzana I have a plan to bring back the Aztecs New Montezuma with every new moon Rumours of wars, conjunct Mars Saturn Night’s lights, god’s…

More scrutiny on me than a bad fake ID Bouncer looks from it to me No resemblance between Says I’m thirty, only sixteen Powder, unsweet sugar Fit on fleek Spit on freak if she asks me Kiss on cheek, Gethsemane Rabbi revealed to his enemy Shooter is my cousin Rolling dirty dozen, blood ties so…