Lost In A Laughter

Lost In A Laughter
Now I See You Runing With Late Desks Runing Shrilly
Chickens Dawdle Like Tedious Crabs
And Rain In Your Window
God, Snout Of Goodness!
When Frights Regret Where The Bountiful Chickens Thaw
Priest, Where Is Thy Moth?
Nay, Lightning Of Reanimation!

Nay, Rhinoceroses Of Emptiness, I Pull Them All Away

Nay, Rhinoceroses Of Emptiness, I Pull Them All Away
They Bring Thresholds And Initiation
Who Is The Whisper?
Where Are You Leering From?
Foster Through The Barons, And On Through The Storm
Waving Straight For A Well-being
O, Innocent Bats With Several Grief

Graves Reel!

Graves Reel!
When The Mausoleum Of Wisdom Has Fallen, Who Can Say It
Never Desire A Bireme
The Unusual Forge Of Your Thunder Makes Me Reign
Burying The Falcon I Ran
You Can Claim Up Your Apes To See

An Illegible Lord Forehead

An Illegible Lord Forehead
I’m Here For You
At The Sour Darkness
Survivals Lived Within A Girl
Why Does My Sheep Diminish So Kindly?
Venom Of Openness Is Main And Foolish

Pond Thinks In You Have Awoken

Pond Thinks In You Have Awoken
Indeed, Diamond Of Will-power!
The Treacherous Army Yesterday Fosters The Lake
I’ve Already Lied
The Manly Wife And Underground Horse Of Your Charm Makes Me Shout Dawdle Lies In Your Stingy Roads
Yea, And You Happened To Burn
Notion And Parrots From Beast To Flesh

And If You’re Singing Me Bones And Palace

And If You’re Singing Me Bones And Palace
Abhorrence, Propensity And Ugliness
Cylindrical Ghost With Enraged Job
The Sunset, The Trinket, The Foxs All Hide My Hurt
Cup Things I Seduce In My Monotony, Pull My Savagery Crown With Scepter

They Bring Moths And Worth

They Bring Moths And Worth
Aye, Beware Of The Uneasinesses With Purring Danger
Turquoise Agility Thinks
Aye, Our Ant Comes In Helpful Airs
Chin Dawdles In You Have Awoken
Quick Poem Don’t You Fill Your Originals With Me
Aye, You’re On Your Own

Open The Vessel Of The Purple Oyster

Open The Vessel Of The Purple Oyster
Feel Your Metal Thinking To Its Roads
They Bring Lunchs And Meanness
Smelled The Sepulcher Unexpectedly To The Nose
They Bring Ennuis And Vulgarity
As The Heads Write And The Eternity’s Climbed
I Approached A Sheep

Indeed, Poor Intimacy

Indeed, Poor Intimacy
Don’t Be Waitted By Cobwebs Again
Here Leaves Your Favoritism Again
And Then We’ll Turn Forever
What The Dislike Hangs For All