Alchemisland

I’m at Funderland higher than holiday in the Netherlands

We’re supposed to have plans but I’m in Wonderland

Rode waltzers twice, face turned green as Shrek’s hand

Inviting me back to her pad, Jack the Lad, but what a trek

All black star-flecked, walk in they’re scanning, fit checked

Her hips twisting and turning more than the Shannon, Zizek

How I write the pervert’s guide, on trial for giving a man a C-section

Calling to doors like I was running for election

They hear my name mentioned, it’s out back doors they’re legging it

Leggy blonde wants me to smash her back doors, Grond, begging it

I’m twisting my grinder like it’s the coke lid and I’m thirsty

I’m testing my homegrown, tree whiter than Gondor

She’s whiter than snow on the floor, since a missile made our bedroom open air

Pale bone ash she’s a strapping sample, ample sapling, dress black and backless

I’m lost in her eyes, stranded on her alien planets, plains vast and mapless

Not a single track or identifying landmark to orient by

My hand on her thigh, colour of a cloud crowded sky

Spry but I’m not surprised, Spyro how I make a pyre

Edging wants me to last ages, her pleasure pain, climax stymied

Light the piff we’re lying there

Never even took off her underwear

Cum on her belly like spilled mercury, she doesn’t care

Backhands her hair behind her shoulder, moves in closer

Won’t miss her round with the dope, my smoke like a rope

Reeling in scary hoes, my legs tight crossed a classic Virgo

Everyone who understands me turns out a Scorpio

My name with numbers beneath it, wanted poster

You’re not talking, I’m not either, both us ethered brain deleted

Gotta have both: regal class but down to eat an ass

Shouldn’t have spoke: eagle, ash, busful of bust caps

Like it was Fallout and I was saving to buy 2 stimpaks.