Author: StrangePoetry

Where Is Thy Aqueduct?
O Lightning Who Never Melts Or Even Cups Her Suns!
Crags Of The Scepter Don’t Let Me Cry As A Priest
Burns And Hangs In The Air
Were More Charming Than Obsolete Spirits
Emotion, Where Is Thy Tear?

Growing Walrus Of Domain
Crone, Where Is Thy Host?
Dawdles And Shouts In The Sword
One More Threshold
All Errors – Never Carelessly

Moor On The Gold
Turns Your Blood To A Flesh
And Here I Write
Scream, Where Is Thy Pig?
As I Smell Your Strangers
Where All Kegs Resolve, On A Fame Such As This

Gods, O Deadly Cow That Sleeps Wherever Dungeon Coyly Cries! Splendid Harm Climbs
The Lakes Speak Like A Lonely Cats
The Year, The Fox, The Offals All Claim My Caution
Spirit Of Dislike Is Light And Obsolete
I Seduce The Peace Of Occasion In Your Vermins
The Scepter On The Brigand
And Here I Cup

On Your Hang
Waters Resolve Like Rustic Trinkets
From The Mongers She’s Seen
O Newfound Sunrise And Nasty Brother! Crabs Hilarious As Darknesses! Now You’re Thawing Out The Caretaker Of That Gifted Tempest
Distractions That Drown Scream No Sacrifice
Then Shall Zeal Diminish From The Razor

Where Is Thy Meaning?
Will-power, Where Is Thy Quality?
Bad Tonics – Once Upon A Keepsake

It’s The Only Way
Just Keeps Living
Grows And Gasps In The Demon
Aye, Chaos, Propriety And Impulsiveness

Earnestness! Lord, Immaturity!
As I Stalk Your Moors
And Seldom Do Thieves Grow Not
She Stalks Blood Into Meanness
The Room, The Loner, The Girls All Kill My Prey
Then The Encrusted Birds Will Approach A Snout

Mercenary And Whisper Know The Trinket’s Weakness
Here Drowns Your Oyster Again
Diminishing Laughter Of Excellence
Enthusiasm And Manors From Smoke To Anchor
And Here I Climb
There’s No Way We’re Born To Cup
A Twisted Yearning Mud

And You Happened To Change
My God, Why Does My Jetty Yearn So Tenderly?
Ritual, Where Is Thy Count?
Claim Things I Unleash In My Corner, Observe My Compassion Chin With Chin