volcano of prisms

the schisms tingle throughout
and I spout kettlewise and I shout
through the glaze
in this maze
in a daze
playing with a rubix cube passed down through the family
on the breadline
entwined in time with the sewers of grime
don't like lemon and I don't like lime
where's the spice of life
everything else just cuts right through me
take some time out
to visit this place

blood of the earth spurts out
and I shout with excitement
what a sight to behold!
not a sight to be scolded by
no way would I get it in my eye
and it shimmers in the sunshine lightness

each explosion of red magma
fizzles with crystal
a unique experience to be part of
a volcano unlike any other
not under the covers
with a lover
not smothered with a million quivers
and I take the reprisals and twist them into courgettes
I do not fret and I do not forget
I do not expect to become wet from the river
that slivers next to the volcano where it hasn't snowed in a long time
the peak of the natural wonder; crusty and worn
a guy on the bench next to me is reading hardcore porn
as a little pensioner stands with her hands on her hips
looking at him with scorn
and in return the guy involuntarily twitches his lips
as I sip on a polystyrene cup full of tea
the river must lead to the sea
how far away would that be?
I do not know and I wipe the dirt from my knees
these shorts are irritating
damn you hot weather
don't wear leather
don't wear feathers
don't sniff heather
if you suffer from hayfever
why not visit the volcano of prisms
the explosive delight that looks even more spectacular at night time
the triangular pieces of glass rising up from the ground
can be seen shining a fair distance away
the pensioner is eating from a bowl made from clay
think she is eating rice and whey
not sure but hey it's a good day
to play in the grass not if you're wearing plaster-casts
‘cause that'd be a pain in the ass
don't sit around and solve maths problems
that just wont do
why not visit a zoo don't read the paper and sh*t whilst sitting on the loo
with your trousers
down
travel around
maybe go to town
spend some pounds
don't be grounded
be astounded
time for change
change for time
time to leave the daily grind
time for adventure
time of pleasure
time for moments for you to treasure
I think it's time for you to visit the volcano of prisms
and if you don't
I'll become a member of parliament
then I'll try to pass a law which would mean
anyone who doesn't visit the volcano of prisms
would go to prison
but the problem is how would the excursions be dealt
with. all the tourists and such?
organisers would have to find a way to enter my head
they wouldn’t have the magic touch
but if they found it I'd end up lobotomised with the risk of death