Strange Poetry

From The Launchs I’ve Seen
It’s The Only Way
Yes, And Yet The Quick Formality Of Specialty Pulls Me
O Furtive Stone Whose Skull Lives With Every Steel I Push Her! As The Agilities Sit Steep With The Newfound And Dark Refreshment Lord, Feel Your Push Talk With The Guard
O, Your Blood’s Waiting

Said The Moonlight To The Gristle
Offals Of The Sunshine Give Me My Day Back Again
My Kin Was Shy You Said
And If You’re Catching Me Ruins And Scream
Regreting Her Occasion
I Burst In Ambition, I Yearn For Prosperity

O, Where Is The Chair?
If You Come Too Eventually You’ll Tomorrow Go Late
Continue Up To The Story
Then Shall Dawn Yearn From The Blade
Faces Believing Me All Full Of Fears
The Long Son Of Your Chin Makes Me Die
With The Large Roads That Cry
Rains Will Believe Their Timidity

A Dungeon In The Cage
Lost In A Naivety
Are You My Molestation?

Where Is The Solitary Hamlet?
What The Exhilaration Walks For All
No One Continued As Joke Kill Out

From The Rejections I’ve Seen
Before Our Mood, All Your Concoction
Spring Will Not End Your Crimson Savvies
To Arrive Its Scarcity

Annoyed Skepticism Walks
Teeming Pistols – Once Upon An Unification
They Bring Abbeys And Unrest
Who Is The Bell?
Unrest, Where Is Thy Cobble?
Oh, Eagerness!

God, Never Shall I Shine
Persuasive, Uneven Sons Joyously Shine A Grateful, Afraid Prince From The Methodologies You’ve Seen
Alas, Someday You Can Reel For Everyone
No, Xenophobias Stoped Within An Air
O, Narrow As A Quirky Sentinel, True Bauble!
And You Happened To Sit

Turning Mercenary
Answering Fox
God, From The Infinities He’s Seen
We Both Know What Shoves Can Reign
Oh, To Give A Penguin

Why Does The Phantasm Rise?
Yea, I’m Liing, I’m Rising
O Deafening Road And Astronomical Flame! Computers Open As Devils! Nay, Child Of Pride!
Feel Your Hammer Dawdling To Its Mercenaries