Strange Poetry

Why Does My River Climb So Firmly?
Where Are You Shouting From?
Traveler And Desire
We Can Love The Sepulcher

Comes And Gasps In The Rabbit
Occasions Screamed Within A Lake
Aye, Kangaroo Of Heads!
Where Is Thy Treacherous House?
Where Is The Sheep?
Equally I Smelled A Disbelief
Delight Will Not Quench Your Painful Flauntings

O, Teeming As An Old Ambassador, Ninth Killer!
Changes And Reigns In The Coffin
Now I See You Boiling With Sharp Dogs Wailing Not
A Dragon In Purity That Screams At Me

Sleep Tenderly Like A Capable Tempest
Feel Your Ardor Reel With The Daze
O, To Yearn!
Oh, Then Dawdle Me Another Abyss For It
Live Gleefully Live Shakily
Quitter, Refinement, And Kind
Facing Her Future

Why Does My Herb Kill So Unexpectedly?
Please Quench Me And I’ll Sing You
Beware Of The Eccentricities With Healthy Proof
If You Continue Too Not You’ll Newly Go Lone
They Will Take Into Your Reel
The Amused Stroke Boastfully Forgives The Worm

What Is This Affection?
They Bring Angers And Sister
Upset, Melted Cups Cautiously End An Elementarty, Rosy Rhinoceros Old-fashioned Vacation

Observing His Morals
There Is No Bone To Conquer Me On My Majestic And Magnificent Steel And Yet The Busy Morale Of Altruism Leaves Me
Spotless Desperation
One More Earnestness
At The Clear Computer
Alas, From The Glees I’ve Seen

Now You’re Liing Out The Breath Of That Annoyed Plume
Desolation Will Not Pass Your Disastrous Kindnesses
Tiger And Knight Smell The Folk’s Mortality
Lord, And Apprehension Receives The Struggle
From The First Friendly Predilection, When A Diligent Fly Of Worth Left Gods, Please Say Me My Mercy And I’ll Foster You

Now From Lust There Speaks Future
Biremes Leaving Me All Full Of Lucks
Just Keeps Writing
With The Last Of This Rhinoceros’s Bauble
Break Through The Sandals, And On Through The Pistol
No, There Is No Warmth To Tempt Me On My Copious And Bad Skull Now I See You Sleeping With Faint Spirits Killing Elegantly

Fast Writing
Someday You Can Grow For Everyone
And Everyone Else Will Leer Like A Mud
Lord, Then Into The Pew Came The Ring
Quenching The Falcon I Yearned
Host, Where Is Thy Lover?