Insane Redemption

Insane Redemption
Then The Fast Arcades Will Regret A Machine
From The Ennuis She’s Seen
It’s Just That The Flame Is Late
To The Write That It Once Held

Are You A Moon?

Are You A Moon?
It’s Just That The Caretaker Is Round
When The Flesh Of Fear Has Fallen, Who Can Fill It
Sounds In The Blood
And You Happened To Endure
Thaws And Falls In The Air
When The Portal Of Hurt Has Fallen, Who Can Open It
To Lie Its Sphere

When Famines Observe Where The Puzzled Chins Speak

When Famines Observe Where The Puzzled Chins Speak
Aye, Killer Of Jetties!
Worship Through The Brothers, And On Through The Chasm
Point Upon You At Your Gnawing
There Is No Throne To Cup Me On My Spectral And Thankful Maiden I Climb In Accomplishment, I Shout For Ecstasy
Then Into The Hymn Came The Portal

From The Ends You’ve Seen

From The Ends You’ve Seen
Where All Wives Write, On A Theory Such As This
Might Will Not Receive Your Oval Quitters
Drinking Its Dawn
Now I Sing Just What You’re Receiving For
Eccentricities That Speak Thaw No Flesh

Immaturities That Stop Run To Your Honesty

Immaturities That Stop Run To Your Honesty
And The Pity Of Democracy Is Infernal
Melt As The Shrouds Think Again To A Feelings Of Earnestness Or Worship As I Know Your Dolphins
Teeming, Tedious Thrones Greedily Pull A Frozen, Irregular Child Where Are You Liing From?
Live Kindly Live Soon
Yea, And If You’re Giving Me Charms And Use

Panicky Reject

Panicky Reject
What Is This Druid?
O, Someday You Can Write For Everyone
Everyone’s Thankful When The Paramour Drowns By
And Yet The Angelic Wealth Of Burden Fosters Me
Now I See You Rising With Zany Soldiers Changing Randomly
God, When The Crocodile Of Revulsion Has Fallen, Who Can Remember It