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…

I don’t mean pushing your dad about the shop But I pop the pussy like it was a push pop Pop like it was a car boot storing a body And we just reached the old quarry Any flavour not fussy, I like it huggy tight, fuzzy or stubbly Pop the pussy like finish line…

I’m doing nothing, then something  A sound, something hitting the floor  A meaty slumping, a weighty hefty thud  Clipped, local thunder, directly under He felt, the stricken site, he sighed  And sought stairs to higher Up he went like a spiral, them winding  Crisscrossing like bones on a pirate Ship’s flag, his courage flagging  His…

Profound pleasures, the sensual  A sound from beneath his feet He began recording  Hoping for the apportment of orbs  And clear EVP His breath kept to chest wheezed uneasily  It’ll glow blue, red and green  If the magnetic field is breached  That’ll be 150.93 thank you and please.

Blood swirled around the sinkhole While I showered, in there an hour  At full power, half drowned  No clowning I slumped down  Screaming crying  Breathing like a breeder crowning  Getting out, my back squeaking  Against the bathtub, against glass  Hands pressed, I was caressed gently  But the room was empty save me Hour or three…