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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • Nights without sleep 

    Bad dreams real seeming  Make me think I’m mad Tossing and turning thinking of Glossy brooches Banked fish choking  Empires of cockroaches So many you can’t see the floor beneath  Clogging mucous, like a fatberg in a sewer Sweating though my sheets Afraid I’m soon deceased  Did I inherit this disease  Or catch it at…

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    4th Feb 2026
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  • BROWNCOAT REDCOAT ANYCOATATALL: ULYSSES DECODED

    Joyce and 3 plus or minus 1 Evincing patterns or too much sun? Blooms at Eccles, minus one Not counting his dyingdead son A book of myriad wonders One can scrutinize or blunder through A bland literature it thundered through It was torn apart, torn and thrown askew Skewered and lambasted, dubbed smut unfit to…

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    3rd Feb 2026
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  • Finding my religion (underground)

    Worshipping dogs and reptiles Tiled floors in holy houses loud with the blood of tied slaves Waves may be shouted down, if the right wand is waved When counts. Where less so. What will last longer, my poems or a plastic bag from Tesco? Bleeding, dying affixed to staves, my dinner guests Their cravings largely…

    alchemisland

    3rd Feb 2026
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  • GUN TOTING BADASS

    I’m wearing hammedowns Always keep the hammerdown Hammered, stumbling locked around Camden town Drink in hand, no shandies No handouts from me Throw shade and fistic world war III Don’t you dare look at me like that In the gambling house, magnum flat on my lap Flap your gums and you’ll catch flak, you cunt…

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    3rd Feb 2026
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  • JLP

    Beatles said can’t buy me love  Shiny dimes will buy you drugs  Foetal position in the flat of a thug These drugs will seat you Force breakfast to repeat Perk you up if you’re steaming Percs to stay up whilst streaming  Pen to write up my dreaming  When I wake screaming and sweating  Ridden by…

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    3rd Feb 2026
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