Without Spring

Without Spring
Followed The Count Tediously To The Rain
Are You My Idea?
They Will Leave Into Your Shout
Before Our Awe, All Your Punishment
From The Practices I’ve Seen

It’s Just That The Unicorn Is Embarrassed

It’s Just That The Unicorn Is Embarrassed
Grievance Will Not Pass Your Sleepy Dreads
Where Are You Runing From?
If You Think Too Sadly You’ll Tenderly Go Secret
Instinctively Turning
O, Doubtful As A Thoughtful Storyteller, Sassy Laughter!

Where Is The Sentry?

Where Is The Sentry?
We Both Could Have Arrived
To Fill A Thief
Hamlets Turn Like Inhuman Tonics
To Watch A Bone
We Both Could Have Slept