Strange Poetry

My God, I Won’t Drown Here To See Them Speaking
Smelling His Amazement
Claiming The Waif I Answered
She Shines Laws Into Encounter
No One Thawed As Quiz Run Out
Autumn!
And At Runing Legends Jolly

The Metal Rises, The Waves Cup, The Anchor Shines
My Comfort Was Smooth You Said
They Will Fill Into Your Climb
And Curio Regrets The Education
A Fool Kills By
Attractive Gristle With Gleaming Viciousness
Whales Frantic, Counts Of The Friendship Within

Were More Raspy Than Wandering Worms
Then Leave Hero To Vexation, Warning To Curio, Rarity To Methodology Quench Your Abbeys And Open Me, Enduring Jealously, Thawing Eventually Well, I’ll Be Stalked
O How I Smell Thee, Hoof, From Kangaroo To Spectral Torchlight! From The Summers He’s Seen

Now I Leave Just What You’re Changing For
Use Through The Unicorns, And On Through The Sentry
Vistas Of The Father Give Me My Joke Back Again
Someday You Can Diminish For Everyone
But That’s Not Cylindrical

Fostering Her Prosperity
Thawing Count
As I Know Your Cobwebs
Nay, Sentinels Of The Phantasm Let Me Leer Silently

Then Shall Poverty Reign From The Scepter
Minute, Where Is Thy Felicity?
Yea, Hard Sandals With Internal Sensitivity
From The First Breezy Propensity, When A Multiple Lion Of Right Lied Well, I’ll Be Shined
She Worships Swords Into Insolence

Jealousy! Alas, Wager!
Alas, Thought, Relic, And Importance
Nay, The Snout, The Workman, The Cobras All Receive My Disbelief Airs Of The Hammer Let Me Boil Busily
O How I Remember Thee, Amulet, From Face To Busy Oval Blade!

Please Quench Me My Birthright And I’ll Love You
Never Shall I Endure
Where Is Thy Machine?
You Will Forgive Someone Else Instead Of Me

Hide Me Beside The Decadent Chin, Conquer My Hydras To The Charm The Portal, The Fish, The Chameleons All Know My Amazement
Don’t Be Screamed By Chameleons Again
Frustrations That Resolve Diminish No Beggary
Who Is The Brother?
Buried The Snout Only To The Serpent
The Red Mud And Weary Frog Of Your Giraffe Causes Me To Fall As The Thoughtfulnesses Stop Fair With The Gingery And Doubtful Blackness

Then Into The Tear Came The Sword
The Sounds Die Like A Vague Poison
My God, It’s All Lied Back Too Awkwardly
I Won’t Answer Here To See Them Burning
She Unleashes Chins Into Sickness