Tag: alchemisland
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Drug abusing poetic muse amuser
I am but a sound Handless foreknowledge thing yet formed Wheel of my wants by me neither turned nor designed Wheel of mind greased by green, smiling hearing grinders Grinding teeth never dreaming, foregoing life and self-esteem Forgetting deeds, good or bad Weeping for forgetting only; weed steals From me what is me, quintessence. Inventing…
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Light and hopelessness
Every breath wrestles phlegm before exiting Having sword not will therewith to swing Falling to lesser enemies, head full of magic beans Dreaming beanstalks and Jack-stalking giants Giants who smell Englishmen welcome in the IRA With mad dogs and Anglo-Saxons in the sun’s final hours Rays unafraid despite day’s shortening, brighter therefore in spite Pale…
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Raiding in blue
Caked, tugged at, sucked back, slowgoing, wading Lost Tommies shelldefeaned leadpregnant Advancing slowly whilst grenaded Man insane to go against machines Without officer’s baton and ironed strides. Imagining ranks of young Frenchmen Artists and teachers, future lynchpins Of society and pillars, perhaps, some Sons prodigal, the rum-dumbed But none death deserving None so numb to…
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Life’s estate undervalued underhanded
Why does Zeus hate me? Malice in thunderhand Where do zoots take me? Alice in Wonderland My will now a lost thing, gone with Altantis and Thunderbird Photos Kapnósynthesis, I am a Scythian Indigent mad on Cannabis My train and carriage long as a lasting marriage Vast tents of canvas blot a land West of…
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Lighter flick
Leaning my paper horn into wheel-roused light Night-dispelling Djeep lighter Like a rhino moth self-immolating, singeing sins I creep higher How many recessions I sessioned through Sticking skins throughout the pandemic, trying to give lungs helmet The words surprise my vision but a fissure betwixt, thick vincula My pungent stick like Stephen’s Mullingar ashplant ferries…
Alchemisland 