Tag: 420

• Growing the additional eyelids required to enter the Red City

  At night, my narrowed mind pilum flights far from the ward Toward some blissless, harrowing land full of listless history Strange manner, odder banner Blinding wind and blistering sand Fissures hissing, a scorpion’s vicious arrow stinger never missing Shadowless as prissy-making unsunned climes yet all the while An ever-prodding sun’s formative rod rots beginners before…

  alchemisland

  2nd May 2026

  Filí my pockets

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• Three joints before half eight and this is what I have to say

  I am gone beyond desiring anything resembling eventful in my life The trials and strifes of an earlier iteration of Mike I leave behind like a comrade who I never liked now lagging behind Under enemy fire, in a field of mines. Below the pergola cooled by rose shadows, finally accepting. I’m not the sort,…

  alchemisland

  1st May 2026

  Uncategorized

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• Buyer’s Market (confessions of a sphincter taster)

  Noise is startling Tell a leng tart don’t worry darling Engine garbled Auto theft, no carpool Stolen like the Elgin Marbles She’s got a mouth could fit eleven marbles At which I marvel Million quid contract, Matt Cardle Went from a start up To established market Engine spark it Driving the borderlands, killing Varkids Big…

  alchemisland

  2nd Feb 2026

  Filí my pockets

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• Surfeit directly correlate with suffering

  Felt blood rush to my temple Where his gun was held Remember my mouth drying out Like July windowmeat Caress of cold metal gunsnout cold on cheek like windowseat Skin and sleek steel meet alchemely, felt keenly I’m cold cell fearing so keep skeleton keys period.

  alchemisland

  17th Jan 2026

  Filí my pockets

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• Sweaty underneath the facehider

  Chasing snakes like neck-breaking Hercules 7 years before turning 8 Gods, demideities and half-human fates considered acquaintances This town I led Hamelin-like, from decency to depression Selling fiends their leisure, accruing so much treasure I feel so much better No acquiescing, fudge the numbers the ledgers are messy allegedly Constant CCTV by determined DCs, trying…

  alchemisland

  17th Jan 2026

  Filí my pockets

  420, 666, alchemisland, alchemy, art, bard, bars, creative writing, drugs, dublin, expression, fiction, gothic, illusions, imagination, ireland, literature, love, neuralchemy, OC, occult, poem, poet, poet’s corner, poetblr, poetics, poetry, poetry community, poetryblr, rage, rhymer, rhyming, rites, rituals, spilled ink, spilled poetry, words words words, writeblr, writer, writing