Alchemisland

My God, boy, have you seen the time?

Between dog and wolf, a sky like wine

An uneven, manmade skyline

Concrete towers, pylons, things undivine

But you have my attention undivided

Let us go, now or later, I am pliant

No, let us go now, before we retire

Already I am feeling tired.

Tonight, let us forget our diets and run riot

Screeching: foxes, windmoved branches, tyres.

Reaching: ambitious men, branches craning skyward.

All I can give you is my word

Once valued gold, now polished turd

All I can lend you this glimpse from my turret

Eyrie from which I watch worlds and worms turning

A crimson tide snuffs out that long burning

Burning burning burning, since the world was early

Let us go out, you and I

For steaks

You’re thin as a rake

You must put on weight

If not for you, then for my sake

Let us each lunch naked

Let us waltz on loaned moments, until the rest is taken

A rest taken afterwards, siesta among the afterbirth

After our time on Earth, an age of silver dirt and birds.