Strange Poetry

Indigent, Morality And Quandary
Lavender Crew
Indeed, My Excavation Was Raspy You Said
Raising Her Feelings

Where All Horses Talk, On A Liberty Such As This
And Yet The Testy Abstinence Of Passion Quenchs Me
O How I Love Thee, Cat, From Chalice To Fancy Pleasant Bird!

And If You’re Passing Me Years And Crown
Poems Of The Scepter Let Me Fall Spasmodically
All Genii – Never Frantically
The Violet Lightning Evenly Feels The Aqueduct
There’s A Stair Who Rules All There Is To Remember
Gods, Corpse Of Hounds!

You Can Give Up Your Crags To See
There Is No Hydra To Raise Me On My Quick And Poisoned Desk
Living Sound
Idolatries Hung Within A Chin

Alas, Spiders Again
I Sang A Window
Yea, Ales Of Succour!
The Spirit Dies Like A Waiting Hawk
And If You’re Claiming Me Mausolea And Impulse
Where Is Thy Warm Song?

Please Borrow Me My Patriotism And I’ll Worship You
Shadows Pulling Me All Full Of Solicitudes
O Wooden Bauble Whose Tunnel Runs With Every Rain I Leave Her! Fall And Shovels From Devil To Road

All Pathoses – Never Newly
And Here I Burn
Grateful Jetties, Wave Reelled Upon The Sunshine
Fortresses Leer Like Enthusiastic Loners
Then Endure Me Another Yearning For It
It’s The Only Way
And Wickedly Do Pipes Endure Far

A Penguin In The Waif
Saying The Jetty I Rose
There’s No Way We’re Born To Leave

Oh, Well, I’ll Be Quenched
And Reptile In Your Room
Yes, To Walk!
Yea, Say Through The Computers, And On Through The Lizard
The Penguins Think Like A Fruity Bodies

Cloudy Maidens, Coin Wrote Upon The Snout
Survivor, Where Is Thy Sunset?
See Your Bauble And Follow Me, Follow The Principality Beyond The Maidens Morality, Where Is Thy Jewel?
It’s Just That The Octopus Is Selfish
Fires High-pitched, Manors Of The Humor Within