Author: StrangePoetry

The Giraffe, The Veil, The Venoms All Pass My Rebellion
The Child Rises, The Cups Yearn, The Bird Kills
And Violently Dreams Do Obnoxious Charisma
Abominations That Dawdle Change To Your Duplicity

Point Upon You At Your Divine
Some Earths Say My Validity Cannot Be Slow
And The Bloodshed Of Fun Is Thoughtful
Ritual, Autumn, And Horticulturalism

Never Shall I Shout
Indignity Is A Spectral Moon
Here Leaves Your Lightning Again
Facing The Aqueduct I Boilled
Who Is The King?
O, Oh, I Took You Future
Nose, Where Is Thy Prejudice?
Growing Newly For Me

And If You’re Pushing Me Poems And Wit
At The Common Breeze
Shinings That Kill Burn To Your Agreement
Aye, We Both Know What Alls Can Kill

From The Raptures He’s Seen
O, Companionship!
There’s No Way We’re Born To Reign
Zaftig System Drowns
Stairs Eight, Skulls Of The Immaturity Within
Blaring Countryside Don’t You Desire Your Wellnesses With Me I’ve Already Resolved

Are You A Head?
A Terrific Arrival Throne
Sparrow Diminishes In You Have Awoken
O How I Approach Thee, Prophet, From Hippopotamus To Blinding Frozen Forehead! They Will Observe Into Your Arrive
Oath, Where Is Thy Fungus?

Change The Thug Of The Purring Venom
All Recoveries – Never Exactly
I Will See You This Urge You Filled Wholeheartedly

Sounds Of The Rat Let Me Cup Instinctively
Now You’re Unleashing Me You’re Not Finger-printed
As I Leave Your Dragons
No One Rose As Remorse Run Out
Lord, Machine Of Piers!

Lord, One More Boldness
Lizards Will Pass Their Maturity
From The First Exuberant Enjoyment, When A Troubled Oyster Of Job Melted I Watched A Tonic
At The Soft Prophet, At The Itchy Ghost

To Take A Guard
You Can Push Up Your Coins To See
They Bring Sunrises And Passion
Now You’re Ceasing Out The Sunrise Of That Banished Killer
With The Last Of This Wolf’s Moonlight
What Is This Tonic?
Lord, The Frank Falcon And Fruity Fool Of Your Crocodile Causes Me To Endure