Alchemisland

Eye’s esteem

Sight of adoration utmost

You are ambitious as forward-thrusting Thutmose

For whom Ra brighter glows, favourshowing

Crawled from the void

Or hell’s sawloud forge

Whose emissions rank rising furious scented Durian

She dream walker

Mute beholding with corvid wile

She Beatrice upbraids and uprights me

Her gemmed voice, gelid as Hyperborea

To life my guide stirs, leads me like a seed below the earth

Interred beneath unspaded dirt, ingoing toward Inferno

Along bone-riven lich roads, anarchic with panicking souls

She with wielding whip and syrup, wasp and lyric.