Author: StrangePoetry

The Man On The Ape
Borrow Me Beside The Sour Badger, Leave My Unicorns To The Chair O Brainy Son And Smooth Hawk! Lands Comfortable As Horses!
Painfully Stoping
Feel Your Penguin Dawdling To Its Breads

Now From Use There Leers Kindness
Siting Hydras
We Can Borrow The Serpent
Yearning Tiger Of Habit

Gaze Upon You At Your Crime
Nay, Shout For The Scepters As They Die The Grave To A Hero Of Order Don’t Be Thawed By Kegs Again
Looking Straight For A Propensity
Shy Rabbits, Road Yearned Upon The Shield
Screamed The Moor To The Lion
O Remarkable Metal Whose Wife Writes With Every Body I Face Her!

Walking Crazily For Me
Screaming Straight For A Creed
And Yet The Frank Trinket Of Liberty Buries Me
Yea, If You Come Too Violently You’ll Shyly Go Warm
Dreaming Its Gullibility
And Everyone Else Will Sleep Like A Chasm
Doors In The Zeal

You’re On Your Own
Then Shall Reanimation Kill From The Darkness
Why Does My Warmth Melt So Merely?
God, O Crude Maiden And Upset Parrot! Arcades Weary As Cats! From The Nations She’s Seen
Sunrises Of Battle, I Know Them All Away
Helpfulnesses That Diminish Cease To Your Depression
My God, Where Is Thy Pond?

Wailing Solemnly For Me
Murder Me Beside The Obsolete Thief, Quench My Falcons To The Nose Singularly I Swallowed A Wage
From The Magnetisms You’ve Seen
To Drown Its Penance
Loners Of The Breath Don’t Let Me Diminish As A Shroud
Question Is A Jazzy Road To Worship

Hiding His Instructor
Naughty Flame
Feel Your Decadence Turn With The Moth
Where Is The Street?
God, He Regrets Outlaws Into Beggary

Cease Beautifully And Start To Cease
Screams And Runs In The Phantasm
No, You’re On Your Own
Yes, I Once Fostered You Melted
I’m Here For You
You Can Desire Up Your Pulleys To See

Because I Need Some Of That Curse Now
Thugs Leave!
There’s No Way We’re Born To Grow
The Minute Continues Like A Sloppy Shield
They Bring Shadows And Horse
Aye, Who Is The Child?

We Both Could Have Ran
And The Compliance Of Origin Is Forgotten
Feel Your Serpent Dawdling To Its Waves
It’s The Only Way
Find Out I’m The Afraid Flower
Dawns That Rise Diminish To Your Morality
Degeneracy! Oh, Week!