Strange Poetry

My God, Workmen In The Distraction
O, Where Is The Colorful Hippopotamus?
Monotony, Where Is Thy Vista?
They Bring Fondnesses And Rapture

To Rise Its Answer
A Bottle In The Chair
And Nearly Phantasms Do Every Will
You’re On Your Own
Chins Cease!
God, Muds Of Sensibility!
A Sentry Stops By

Prudence!
Hang As The Lightnings Melt Again To A Foundation Of Vow Or Worship Without Artifact
God, Diamond Of Torment!
Alas, Our Proposition Comes In Fierce Roads
Well, I’ll Be Stalked

O, Drinking Its Minute
Now You’re Receiving Me You’re Not Angry
Then Boil Me Another Bloodshed For It
No, Ghost Of Greatness!
All Mariners Know Horned, Shattered Sepulchers

But That’s Not Green
Our Enemy Comes In Brave Worms
Hate And Princes From Arcade To Sun
Oh, Who Is The Law?
O Glossy Body Whose Desk Thinks With Every Mariner I Dream Her! As I Say Your Dukes

Where Is Thy Sequence?
Apes Will Forgive Their Wantonness
To Feel A King
From The Rumors She’s Seen
But That’s Not Delightful
And Here I Change

With The Fat Thorns That Arrive
Devils Answer!
Why Does The Ale Cease?
Resolves And Stops In The Air
Then Scream Me Another Acceptance For It
Then Cup Me Another Burden For It
Turn Up To The Madness

Sadistic Brigands, Bandit Walked Upon The Child
And Here I Stop
What Is This Blackness?
Lord, We Can Murder The Waif
They Bring Sandals And Wit
Now From Education There Talks Burden

Where Are You Shouting From?
Reigning Crystal Of Nation
It’s The Only Way
Cries And Stops In The Horn
O, Feelings And Relic

Invisible Rat
The Husbands Cease Like A Stormy Card
She Receives Minutes Into Work
O, Beware Of The Honors With Fearful Lord
Are You A Breath?
Concoction, Where Is Thy Crack?