Empire of Whimsy

You tongue your way to my pleasure. Fist claws cotton. Breath escapes. The film plays on - Unwatched. Sunlight plays on your spin...

One crystal-aired and clear-skied day I wandered pondering away, To discover if the tales were true; Is lunar rock just cheese of blue? ...

Hey Gorgeous! How's it going? I had a word with Pepe Le Pious this eve as he was up to his usual tricks. needless to say he took it like...

Oh basilesque basilisk, you've captured me again! No golden fleece of gain to reach, just smoky sublimation. Fossilised and randomised...

Once upon a Summertime there lived a golden prince In a palace built from beans that grew from kitchen sinks. He went outside when m...