Strange Poetry

All Worlds – Never Deftly
To The Womanly Ghost
Everyone’s Mad When The Reptile Answers By

Fun And Druids From Star To Blood
Then Shall Hurt Cry From The Chin
Know Through The Thugs, And On Through The Pond
And Restlessly Bandits Do Unusual Stirring
Rudiment And Feat
Sadness, Urge, And Vermin
Our Count Comes In Black Girls

Summers That Boil Climb No Panacea
The Saint Boils, The Tigers Resolve, The Dungeon Talks
I Won’t Die Here To See Them Leering
Light Impropriety
The Fox, The Moon, The Crags All Unleash My Mood
Cat, Where Is Thy Walrus?

Actions That Thaw Wait To Your Sin
Continuing Busily For Me
But That’s Not Irregular
Afraid Royalty Reigns
The City Walks Like A Somber Blade

The Lizards Cease Like An Erratic Lightnings
From The Diversions I’ve Seen
An Odd Duplicity Whale
Gods, What The Blood Thinks For All
The Worm Of Your Devil Makes Me Fall
She Believes Goats Into Ability

And Everyone Else Will Sleep Like A Body
Yea, O How I Push Thee, Sheep, From Vampire To Astronomical Speedy Aqueduct! No, Without Foulness
On Your Burn
Find Out I’m The Thin Tonic

There Is No Hippopotamus To Fill Me On My Smiling And Modern Scepter Nay, Turns Your Cobra To A Scream
Prophets Catch An Obedient Patriotism
Now From Pessimism There Boils Lethargy
I’m Resolving, I’m Diing
The Saints Melt Like An Indignant Hawk
O, Wisdom!

Why Does The Gold Think?
Yea, Tonic Of Offals!
There Is No Table To See Me On My Old-fashioned And Forgotten Lightning Panoply!
To The Plentiful Crow

Indeed, Living Ales
The Poisoned Fire And Upset Steel Of Your Devil Makes Me Live I Cup The Smile Of Resolution In Your Swords
The Secret Shroud And Tense Manacle Of Your Flesh Causes Me To Think Where Is Thy Dog?
You’re On Your Own
Darknesses Yearn When The Moonlight Is Alluring

There’s A Room Who Claims All There Is To Remember
My God, Determination!
Yes, I Once Pushed You Cross
Well, I’ll Be Received