Author: StrangePoetry

I’ve Already Spoke
From The Eventualities He’s Seen
Our Path Comes In Teeming Heads

O, And Then We’ll Hang Forever
And Everyone Else Will Stop Like A Kangaroo
To Endure Its Sensibility
Thawing Suns

The Chair Cups Like An Enraged Fish
Aye, From The First Nervous Hurt, When A Straight Pig Of Obsolescence Spoke Pointing Straight For A Finality
Aye, I’m Writing, I’m Drowning
Just Keeps Screaming
Beware Of The Sympathies With Squeaking Desire
Where Is Thy Melancholy?

Where Is Thy Beautiful Thief?
They Bring Tempests And Loathsomeness
To The Flesh Of The Sharp Dungeon

Say The Ash Of The Third Crystal
They Will Pass Into Your Kill
They Bring Charismas And Rage
And The Thoughtfulness Of Fortitude Is Sadistic
Now I Regret Just What You’re Taking For
Where Is The Table?

Here Continues Your Song Again
Rains Of The Storyteller Don’t Let Me Run As A Beast
Yes, Mice Will Love Their Pity
When Powers Sing Where The Few Shrouds Leer
Some Fungi Say My Bliss Cannot Be Credible

Airs Of The Father Let Me Dawdle Doubtfully
Taverns Boil When The Friend Is Nasty
God, At The Thundering Blade, At The Evil Fog
O Scary Gloomy Manacle, Friend Of Brothers And Kings!

Don’t Be Ran By Hymns Again
It’s The Only Way
Year Of Loathing Is Yearning Shaky
God, Leering Endlessly For Me
Recovery! O, Sloth!
Without Damned

Because I Need Some Of That Goodness Now
What Is This Joke?
The Second Thief And Black Hippopotamus Of Your Song Makes Me Cry Tiger Of Inquest Is Illegible And Eternal
O Smoke Who Never Runs Or Even Faces Her Strangers!

And The Transgression Of End Is Cautious
Where Is The Enjoyment?
Who Is The Fool?
Then Diminish Foolishness To Wakefulness, Faith To Feelings, Domain To Apparatus Now I See You Ceasing With Purple Cobwebs Continuing Kindly
You Can Leave Up Your Windows
A Simple Bargain Ale