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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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    Our great granddad’s flanks lascinated and lacerated by serrated grenade shells in fierce dawn raids Rode fridgelike tanks across perilous muddy embankments which stank of bad meat We stressed about transition year plays, played pranks, GDPR failure quiz and Bebo flashbox Played games, chasing at the wrong age through Ballaly apartments, hairs on the chin…

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    15th Jun 2024
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  • H1 REPORTS 

    Open docs, jot down who pulled up their socks  Who marched jocks down thumb-sucking? Who is dumb and did nothing? Whose trencher contents stretch credulity and chagrin ledgers? Who but an Olympian can name the next generation’s legends. Down to brass tacks, who got down to it  Never show me the number before tax Unless you…

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    15th Jun 2024
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  • Plane Struck By Lightning 

    A tale that must be told Singular in strangeness Time to unpack it all now that I’m a patient Declared legally insane Strange as Webster’s Vertical Plane  Such audacious conflations of credulity all in one place, at such pace, A mind wearing such weights droops, hides its face like the plate-touching chin of blameless Gorgythion.…

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    15th Jun 2024
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  • Area Seven

    Lurid commandments, Fortinbras reactions Fortifying sandbanks to stop seas, plasters for gangrene They are on parade in full array in show of martial force Know now what Mam meant but too late to mention it She’s weeks dead and buried, across firerivers ferried to unmerry walled places – not Derry Street’s last house  House number…

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    15th Jun 2024
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    alchemisland, dublin, dystopia, future, ireland, neuralchemy, poem, poetry
  • Killer Seed

    No fitting lyrics No fixity of fate No faith in empiricals Autarchs and imperials breed serial killers and plant them among the populace Paid populists reduce proud pulpits to dinsome soapboxes Panthers slides among suburban planters, licorice hides contrasting white chrysanthemums Phantoms below your blinking garden lanterns, hardening stare as you scrunch for answers Crunch…

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    15th Jun 2024
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