Alchemisland

More than fine, Siskel throws up a thumb to signal five

Stars not in my eyes, things without my sight give fiery drive

Primal what we did tonight, primark thong peeking from the low rise denims

I’m a denizen of a lowrise tenement, ten a month, expensive for a dungeon

We duck as we go under, soon the covers are jumping

Find Solomon’s treasure, wealth beyond measure

Elixirs life extending, a nymph tended vigour fountain in measure

Eleven feet, depth equal diameter, Diana and Demeter meet here

And see Herne passing like a tree-shaken meteor, only fleetingly

So tight it leaves a line on her hips

I watch buds and pips fail to grow roses

Word on every lovers’ lip, only lovers know.