Alchemisland

Target back like a turtle used for archery

I resort to alchemy, make problems malleable therefore manageable

Four elements and I meld them mystically

Heretofore unseen manifestations of faculty X

I achieve all I need through ritual sex

I cast hexes to hector my nemeses

I wanna get high, the next guy with a smile suggests a Pegasus

I step correct even if I’m out getting legless with the lads on a madness

No night sexless, I am feckless and reckless about the lower decks

Testing their wetness with the mophead of my dick, vexed until a dress

Comes off, she drops off a piece of paper containing her address

She asks me to put her under duress, handcuffed like I’m under arrest

None of what I said was what I meant, whatever spreads her legs

I’m willing to mutter, I cluster bomb

The pussy region to break the spell I’m under

Her underwear are under us

I’m louder going off than a blunderbuss, thunderous

I hang dong that’s Thundergun, I shotgun a can so I’m twice as drunk

Dirty southern music on, she’s getting crunk

Asking about getting drugs

You’ll be paying up despite what we’ve done

No illusions she’ll be under

K hole deeper than London Dungeon awaits us

Ate like Mary Kate, first time in ages

Her face was stained with white spray paint like an inner city shop front

Full of neon names, fingering fast like I’m playing an 80s game

Hair tied tighter than a Cavan man’s lifesavings, giving me brain

Last ages because of cocaine, her jaw never fails, it’s never strained

Face always waiting when I’m good to spray

Calls me names, aids me, I fuck her face

While eating out without getting takeaway

2 player game all the loot I’m taking, my character is the main

That kinda mindframe, that’s my mindstate as the future apparates

My apparatus is the skills, shout out the pots and pans and whisks

Sipping whiskey as the golden disc of the sun sinks wistfully westward.