Alchemisland

Fifteen

Goading someone into hitting a friend, ten from zero So I can intercede myself, look a hard man and hero All five foot of me, a limp wrist for whisking and whiskey and little more A wrist so skinny that a shackle slides off, workhouse build and dangerously bored Done screaming that mam’s a whore,…

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8th Nov 2023

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Protofaith

The first religion was a solar affair Mounds and light and grain and blood and sperm What will the last religion be? Beyond contemporary scientism The unutterable fusions Return of mediaeval thought Harmonies of humor, planetary music, sequences of linked spheres Philosophy, crafts and mystical logic The new knowledge will give birth to the first…

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Obsessive Anemology

Always our nature compels us to contemplation of things corporeal Boreas and his cardinal questions, inciting movement Dance the first religion, the swaying of trees under wind Wind the first and foremost mystery Comes from where, goes where, unseen but is Wind as wrath and as deliverance. On all fours the sticky floors The palms…

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Divine Dawn Vimy Ridge

Marching with the rank and file Third trench Christmas, it’s all lasting a while. Curios whittled on frontlines and letters from home on a table in a pile Songs with similar airs performed in curious varied style Sitting on hard benches, itchy bunioned with asses piled Slapped knees and all at ease, dancing between the…

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8th Nov 2023

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Windowledge

When I was young and hated life I brandished pain, the oldest knife Recalcitrance’s balled fists crying out in need Cold-blooded offspring of a certain serpent’s seed I recall standing on a ledge, up three floors Part performance, and this really was, seek no metaphors Like a man who is allergic to doors Out on…

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