Alchemisland

Lesgo, stick and pokes down my upperlegs and getaway poles

Crude but cool like the drawings at Lescaux

Went from Tesco to dresscodes

Ecco to Ernesto

Scarlet to say I’d never have escargot before today

Taking facefuls with comely maidens, masonic tirades in tideside caves

Reading Eco to them while they’re still in the nest, building the best

Pleasure junkie like Ecco getting John Lilly tests

Used one key now my screams echo down through infinity

Fist through the screen for taking liberties

Know it ends messy, no sends for the leg though

Machine adverse but Father Ernetti for sure invest in his tech though

Begging, gimme fetti and that spaghetti can help me forget holding

His bloodied head

Papa Legba has my name but we just met

Fed him two chickens and a sheephead yest.