Tag: alchemisland
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Let Christ’s vilest bride sate her night thirsts on my worst child
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.
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Gone off bongs, long gone lost John (Prester)
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…
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Wiping my ass with the last unfound Lowry
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…
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The lasting work of blessed hands (pausing before a wall containing a thousand framed portraits of the owner’s hands, palms upturned, against paint-flecked black work slacks)
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…
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Grown ass man’s shoes, never worn
Over 50s unmarried male Guaranteed to own a special plate Key meal times, can’t be changed Very picky, peas and potatoes no interplay What edges a relationship’s compromise sands down In a bachelor begins standing out Black-tie event, serving Sam the Clown from Sandown Manners ill becoming a man of your slim talents So many…
Alchemisland 