Alchemisland

Tell a man to stall it

‘Sault him, storm his walls

Vault over them effortless like Spring Heeled Jack leapt up grabbing

I rode the zephyr, Aladdin standing on a magic Persian

I landed like gentry, started stabbing no stalling, urgent version

Heard the Spartan story, too much gore and glory for me

I wanna hear that Persian Version, have Robert Graves purring

Purchasing verbs from birds that they might lift my words

High as that height from which this night-split world is tiny to sight.