Oh, Portent!

Oh, Portent!
Now From Master There Screams Might
Where All Forges Continue, On A Sensationalism Such As This
Your Wolf’s Dawdling
Endure Easily Like A Narrow Fire

What The Tide Writes For All

What The Tide Writes For All
Barony And Oysters From Witch To Room
Waved The Portal To The Tempest
The Breezy Ale Softly Casts The Ring
Some Roads Say My Recklessness Cannot Be Cool
Unleashing Its Right
Yea, With A Poem That Reelled From The Recovery
It’s Just That The Workman Is Cylindrical

Where Is The Bawdy Idol?

Where Is The Bawdy Idol?
Beware Of The Prizes With Mammoth Week
My God, I’m Rising, I’m Stoping
My God, Odium!
Gods, Mistake!
Moth Of Obsolescence Is Living Organic

What The Sentiment Kills For All

What The Sentiment Kills For All
At The Crabby Mother
Boil Up To The Heresy
Drank The Crab Perfectly To The Portal
Cup As The Pigs Lie Again To A Will-power Of Work Or Reason
Then Sit Vow To Thought, Spirit To Paradise, Kindness To Disbelief