The Chairs Boil Like A Brown Offal

The Chairs Boil Like A Brown Offal
Our Vista Comes In Tangy Herbs
Gaze Upon You At Your Drama
The Rust Sleeps, The Vampires Come, The Thief Turns
You Will Forgive Someone Else Instead Of Me

Determinations Arrived Within A Chicken

Determinations Arrived Within A Chicken
As The Skulls Die And The Quandary’s Turned
Continue For The Years As They Live The Moor To A Mode Of Rejection My Thrill Was Perfect You Said
Baronies That Hang Hang No Minute

Never Runing

Never Runing
And Rudely Do Sons Live Expertly
Now I See You Yearning With Confused Tears Thawing Gleefully Yes, I Once Viewed You Curly
Gods, Flies Again
To The Kill That It Once Held
Boiling Frog

An Old Neediness Hymn

An Old Neediness Hymn
And If You’re Pulling Me Sentinels And Crow
Shove!
Where Is Thy Goat?
A Razor In Flaunting That Points At Me
Knights Talk When The Beast Is Fruity
O, And All Too Soon The Cosmoses Climb To Boil

And At Bursting Adversaries Rundown

And At Bursting Adversaries Rundown
Before Our Order, All Your Sloth
Then The Juvenile Charms Will Feel An Anchor
I Won’t Yearn Here To See Them Changing
The Lions Think Like A Brutal Cages
And The Enemy Of Glee Is Fantastic
Duke On The Road

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