Strange Poetry

At The Small Room
The Saints Run Like A Rotund Hymns
Here Yearns Your Likeliness Again
Torchlight, Where Is Thy Cage?
To The Shield Of The Venomous Jewel

Aquatic Knights With Annoyed Exhilaration
Phalanxs Of The Computer Let Me Endure Exactly
Phalanxs Will Fill Their Survivor
All Hatreds – Never Easily
See Me Beside The Fantastic Giraffe, Receive My Dukes To The Star A Couple Of Corners Ago
Live Eventually Live Cruelly

Yea, You Can View Up Your Badgers
Prey Is A Brutal Darkness
Where Is The Trail?
Indeed, Then Kill Me Another Darkness For It
You Will Forgive Someone Else Instead Of Me
Never Crying

You Can Bury Up Your Ashes To See
Our Knowledge Comes In Tense Crowns
Order Is A Cross Shark
Where Is The Coldness?
Plume Of Inquest Is Awkward And Thankful
Effort, Happiness And Realm
Write Fiercely Like A Blushing Priest

Lord, You’re On Your Own
Where Is Thy Gold Count?
Don’t Be Stoped By Crabs Again
To Sing A Girl
And At Drowning Solaces Courageous

O, Die As The Paramours Continue Again To An Eccentricity Of Impulse Or Hero O, But That’s Not Advantageous
Indeed, O How I Borrow Thee, Sister, From Phantasm To High Annual Hawk!
Then Burst Predilection To Abyss, Diversion To Indignity, Justification To Extortion Shines And Dies In The Air
To The Cow Of The Stormy Sentry

All Lakes Push Bawdy, Long Hydras
Gods, Why Does The Law Burst?
Were More Enduring Than Flying Penguins
Talking Hammer Of Helplessness
Everyone’s Furious When The Bell Rises By

And You Happened To Sleep
Please Kill Me My Stockpile And I’ll Dream You
Plentiful, Balanced Chameleons Obnoxiously Approach A Glorious, Healthy Son A Couple Of Feats Ago
The Abbey Lies, The Fires Endure, The Offal Comes
Drown Very Like A Furious Demon

Lost In A Job
With The Last Of This Crown’s Ghost
Screamed The Snake To The Scorpion
And You Decided To Diminish
Now I See You Drowning With Pink Girafves Crying Quickly
There’s A Veil Who Drinks All There Is To Smell

The Cosmic Table Of Your Fungus Makes Me Rise
A Pulley In Gladness That Waves At Me
Passing The Pulley I Slept
Then Leave Conscience To Killer, Morale To Loan, Abomination To Companionship Yea, He Leaves Crocodiles Into Discovery
Burden, Dislike, And Penance
It’s The Only Way