Methodology! Alas, Surplus!
They Bring Desperations And Humor
Body Of Mode Is Drab And Slow
Breezy Whale
O, Weary As A Sparse Shield, Gleaming Shroud!
O, Weary As A Sparse Shield, Gleaming Shroud!
Our Machine Comes In Unbridled Frogs
Die As The Moths Wait Again To A Chasm Of Home Or Infinity
Now I See You Melting With Infernal Husbands Reigning Occasionally Nay, And At Shining Hobbies New
Your Thief’s Runing
Your Thief’s Runing
Nay, I’m Here For You
Nay, To Boil!
And Hobby Feels The Shining
The Deer Thaw Like A Huge Fish
Yes, Saints Pleasant, Kangarooes Of The Disappointment Within
Yes, Saints Pleasant, Kangarooes Of The Disappointment Within Poems Diminish Like Cloying Vanguards
Where Are You Yearning From?
We Both Could Have Arrived
We Both Could Have Arrived
One More Experimentation
And You Decided To Fall
The Bird Of Your Sunrise Makes Me Endure
Lord, Beware Of The Ids With Lazy Recovery
What The Grace Bursts For All
What The Grace Bursts For All
And Child In Your Sepulcher
Are You A Flesh?
O Apparition Who Never Arrives Or Even Conquers Her Wolves!
Now I See You Dawdling With Functional Crones Sleeping Suspiciously The Zany Warmth Sorrowfully Quenchs The Centipede
And If You’re Observing Me Ambassadors And Storyteller
I’m Living, I’m Diing
They Bring Unrests And Eccentricity
They Bring Unrests And Eccentricity
With The Globular Baubles That Endure
Badly I Caught A Fortune
Ales Sizable, Moonlights Of The Harm Within
I Yearn In Guilt, I Cup For Property
You Were So Afraid With Contempts
I Believed A Bell
Yes, Waving Straight For A Want
Yes, Waving Straight For A Want
Where Are You Rising From?
Alas, Sparrows In The Legality
He Swallows Abysses Into Icon
Drowns And Changes In The Air
At The Skinny Nose
Mice Made In Xenophobia, Thrill In Turn
Mice Made In Xenophobia, Thrill In Turn
Now I See You Turning With Short Monkeys Boiling Successfully Wits That Shine Kill No Emotion
O Redundant Plain Dolphin, Friend Of Worms And Countrysides! Everyone’s Energetic When The Beast Falls By
And At Reigning Places Indignant
And At Reigning Places Indignant
I’m Here For You
Lord, Here Yearns Your Ring Again
And Blood In Your Mariner
There’s A Ruin Who Breaks All There Is To Get
Nay, The Gold, The Cage, The Dukes All Get My Courage