Alchemisland

Forced into foresight  Strange sights turn you cross eyed  Cross made of quartzite, and stone lions outside. Higher up than acolyte  In a sect who worships Orion, Shackled to a space jackal’s elaborate magnet. One mind this tribe, Insect mind, insect hive.

Scream like we’re watching a horror And it’s the scene Where Samara crawls out of the TV screen. Arm inching over the border, Feeling bolder, lunge to leaning; Close enough to hear and feel my breathing; Kissing it’s getting steamy, my approach you’re steeling, My power you’re scheming on stealing.

More micro dots than a pointillist No appointment to buy my poisons Just point and I’ll get you sorted But first swing by for a frisking from my pointman If you’re clean then we’ll anoint man I’ve got big pills, about a coin’s span I don’t accept such things as coincidence In order to win,…

Oh When I stick it in her ring  Shouting out like bingo  Likes getting jiggy  Not the type for a ring though She’s got more holes than a ring donut You can’t hurt me though I’m colder than a frozen yoghurt  Throw hard, despite my frozen shoulder  Go hard, go the whole nine yards  Dark…