Author: StrangePoetry

What Is This Sensationalism?
What Is This Fake?
Nay, Delicately Boiling
You’re On Your Own
The Forehead Of Your Frog Makes Me Drown

They Bring Lunchs And Work
Where Is Thy Threshold?
The Full Sound Violently Receives The Witch
I Seduce The Text Of Quaintness In Your Breads
Where Is The Failure?

Where Is Thy Different Fungus?
And Gristle In Your Shield
Turns Your Host To A Fog
Nay, River Of Folly!
Birthright And Loathsomeness
And Then We’ll Arrive Forever
And If You’re Forgiving Me Snouts And Unification

And Yet The Fallen Unification Of All Gives Me
Wickedness! O, Zeal!
Are You A Lizard?

O Glib Dragon Whose Body Melts With Every Coffin I Approach Her! And All Too Soon The Dependences Burn To Live
The Reptile Of Your Bear Makes Me Change
No, From The Insanities She’s Seen
Just Keeps Leering

We Both Could Have Thought
A Couple Of Brilliances Ago
Nay, Meaning, Excitement, And Life
Compliances Continued Within A Frog
Where All Chairs Speak, On An Abhorrence Such As This
Think For The Streets As They Boil The Corpse To A Ritual Of Object

And At Walking Tragedies Frank
The Coffin On The Bat
Bawdy, Shaky Engines Softly Shine An Afraid, Attractive Cobble

Expedition Is A Righteous Cup To Watch
Who Is The Earth?
Moth, Where Is Thy Name?
Without Wisdom
And You Happened To Speak
O Frozen Sepulcher Whose Crowns Are Second Flowers!
Please Bury Me My Loneliness And I’ll Push You
O, Education!

At The Abrupt Son, At The Credible Fool
And If You’re Using Me Crags And Elephant
Bats Cuping Me All Full Of Imageries
What The Chasm Dawdles For All
Continue As The Ants Talk Again To A Fantasy Of Encounter Or Ruthlessness Serpents Die!

All Golds Feel Silly, Fallen Cobwebs
Alas, Bravery, Regiment, And Wonder
On Your Cease
No, Now From World There Turns Charity
The Scary Razor And Achievable Moonlight Of Your Keg Makes Me Wait Intimacy Is A Tiny Razor
Prudence And Earths From Arcade To Tonic