Alchemisland

Don’t care if it’s ripe, bite and try it  That’s why I’m turned away from the door at Eden Won’t bother trying, waste my evening Another feature, boring tie in, recognise them from TV  Yawn worthy producer on the flight in  You’re up early like a farmer’s wife, get a fry in before eight chimes…

She’s in those tights fishermen like  Eyes icy like Titan Dress tight I like it  Gonna take her like a Viking  Choker; means she prefers a pipe diet  Coking so extra perverse, leaning in close dirty words in the cloakroom No sleep so we’re up with the early birds, toking off the moody blues.

Passionate, if I’m tagged in Reserve a second place, loser sash and badge sadface Trophy space in the bag you brought in I’m all about chaotic displacement Turn a peaceful crescent into Crécy or Passchendaele Residents on self enforced house arrest as long as I remain in residence Always dashing like Santa through lashing snow…

To you it was everything In your feelings getting heavy To me it was a fling A nothing Just a timewasting thing Told you out front I was cold as a rink Colder than most, on oath Probably won’t live to be old Told me she could take it, control it, mould it Now she…

Only show respect to Aztec Gods Flensed men, malevolent bats and giant frogs You are low spec, floppy-ready Still making shop trips to buy credit Couldn’t install Age of Empires or browse the net Closing the net, feeling spenny might drop a rack or ten, whole fortunes In the back, more racks than a dungeon…