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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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    When we’re talking consignment, big business seeking alignment We parrot like we’re in Paris, which the Seine cuts in half He says a name I cut him off, he says it again I cut the cost Costcutter how I cut costs, sanguinary suds coursing, with my draw-blood boxcutter Did a course in how to become…

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    9th Jun 2024
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    alchemisland, charles dickens, debts, drugs, french, ireland, language, neuralchemy, poem, poetry
  • Finding Delights Multitudinous

    Speak to me of discovery Pure serene of daylight dreams  Meaning charging, living what will be memory Dreamthick hippocrene

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    9th Jun 2024
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    alchemisland, balboa, cortes, discovery, keats, neuralchemy, peak in darien, poem, poetry, shorts
  • Copium

    Julian Cope how you have fickle, pointless hope Cold red can of Cope from the fridge of mass opium Albumen of my eye streaked red  Joint longer than an Opeth album To be capable of living, coping with what comes at you Your cover your feelings, like baldness with a bandana over You’re on the…

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    9th Jun 2024
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    alchemisland, citizen kane, cope, coping, goldilocks, neuralchemy, poetry
  • MAD DOG

    Roving abandoned doglike because I’m a rebel full-throated, longing to return to Offa’s time I’m living in caves, burying my relations in elaborate mound graves I’m planting bombs in foundries to take out Mako reactors, mad activist Axe to wrist, squirts ketchup liquid and I squint before he’s spent, I pass the fingerprint test Messy…

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    9th Jun 2024
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    against the world, alchemisland, cain, neuralchemy, poetry, rebel without a cause
  • Raised Good

    I’m a Prince contending with life on an open road, used to glimmering places I have relations in Limerick, mostly Norman, Father and Uncles are Knights of Glin Vast bay windows signal light in, filtered through satin curtains it has the tallow, marshmallow hue of candlelight It makes the favoured brass candelabra to shine like…

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    9th Jun 2024
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    alchemisland, childhood, dublin, ireland, life, memories, neuralchemy, poetry
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