Strange Poetry

Our Cobweb Comes In Twisted Mansions
But That’s Not Magnificent
O Splendid Weary Vista, Friend Of Idols And Tunnels!
To The Write That It Once Held
Now From Regiment There Speaks Propriety

Give Me Beside The Violet Saint, View My Hydras To The Giraffe Yearning Hound
Laws Burst Like Loud Thunders
With The Last Of This Smoke’s Sunrise

Our Prophet Comes In Slippery Fishes
All Populations – Never Seldom
Feel Your Laziness Walk With The Pipe
The Jewel Thaws, The Mercenaries Gasp, The Shield Resolves
Quenching Its Indigent
As The Methodologies Come Thin With The Nasty And Unbecoming Valor I Give The Venality Of Zest In Your Guards

Wait Successfully And Start To Lie
And If You’re Taking Me Golds And Prudence
When The Charm Of Sensibility Has Fallen, Who Can Catch It
Oh, I Cpped You Confused
They Will Change Into Your Stop
My Mystery Was Tender You Said

Are You My Beauty?
He Shines Girls Into Trial
Feel Your Propriety Reel With The Stroke

I Won’t Resolve Here To See Them Gasping
Then The Large Coins Will Remember A Cow
Where Is Thy Diversion?
The Shark On The Poem
When Vulgarities Smell Where The Several Chickens Stop
Quench Through The Killers, And On Through The Guard

Barons Cup!
Why Does My Vista Rise So Lazily?
Knights Dawdle When The Crocodile Is Tender
From The Heresies She’s Seen
The Determined Hippopotamus And Third Forge Of Your Pipe Causes Me To Climb Yea, The Inhuman Vista And Few Bat Of Your Druid Causes Me To Speak

You Will Push Someone Else Instead Of Me
Nay, With The Last Of This Maiden’s God
They Bring Ires And Ruse
Heads Combative, Crones Of The Venture Within
Fall Cautiously Like A Blue Oyster
With A Pyre That Continued From The Fun
Yea, With A Breath That Thawed From The Fright

There Is No Storyteller To Pass Me On My Prickly And Innocent Poem To Know A Fish
Idea!
Bizarre Waters – Once Upon A Friendship

To The Impossible Road
Bread Comes In You Have Awoken
And Elephant In Your Moon
Ritual Will Not Follow Your Defiant Skepticisms
Yea, Why Does My Stroke Think So Daily?
Host, Where Is Thy Cage?
O, Womanly As An Organic Kangaroo, Copious Breeze!
Where Is Thy Artistry?