Alchemisland

Of an evening

I apply an even

Oven heat

To a blunt head and breathe.

Her cunt measured to propulse my cream

Whatever method as long as it’s unclean

What of me ever seethes

Concedes to green’s release. Reprieve, repeat

Instead of being like a toddler teething

I can see further than my ceiling. Spreading

In her level steadings, with a pastor’s zeal (in please-real dreams)

Switching her evil posterior for which I am itchily needful

Slapping repeatedly her regal slab.

She’s eager, at a stab

I’m leaning, take a stab

It contracts, we collapse

Like factories abandoned

Without handouts from a bank.

Get in easy like I’m dressed in a high vis avec lanyard

She’s bleeding feckless orgasm in tender tranches.

A broken lavalamp’s reckless gore and hammer-shattered phrases

Now former, upon the floor.

My storm abates when I can masturbate upon the whore

Who glows, and on the door the rose she swore

Had 23 petals and 23 thorns.

33 years which are as nothing anymore

Something I muttered, you can be sure it heaped scorn.

Lines like an inmate keeping score

Scored, enjoying with a rolled up score

33rd storey hot as earth’s core

She’s every dessert, can’t hurt hard core

Let’s learn new hardcore, blurred sword

World-destroying avoidant parkour.

Sports mode, horse go

Moving fast, horse logo

Her north node on show, nose open for nostril snow’s commotion

Her moleish fingers things of roaming domeward go, go wherever

A holy show we’re doing unholy doses in this blue frozen motor

Showponying hoping she’ll show me

Ride me pony, closeness odour

Ocean foam coats her cone

Her thrown comb struck a stone

Before it was taken by a wave

And all roads to Rome save

This one.