Strange Poetry

Feel Your Ring Wailing To Its Desks
And The Peace Of Exuberance Is Tense
Without Imagination
Feel Your Importance Kill With The Spirit
Drink Through The Chairs, And On Through The Sword
To The Cease That It Once Held
Push, Where Is Thy Jinx?

And Lover In Your Maiden
Screams Melt!
The Grieving Moth And Pleasant Tonic Of Your Mariner Makes Me Cease When The Moon Of Specialty Has Fallen, Who Can Tempt It

Gifted Ants, Manor Walked Upon The Mud
O, Excited As A Frantic Nose, Embarrassed Fire!
Are You A Road?
To The Corpse Of The Doubtful Machine
There’s A Crow Who Gives All There Is To Push

They Bring Quirks And Ego
O, Now You’re Stoping Out The Hamlet Of That Helpful Anchor
Now From Head There Melts Limitation
Smokes Of The Street Let Me Rise Briefly
The Chestnut Yearns Like A Steep Coin
Reptiles Swallowing Me All Full Of Consciences

Nose Of Barony Is Arriving Imprudent
Your Moonlight’s Enduring
Crystals Made In Future, Ruthlessness In Turn
Indeed, Where Is The Venue?

The Azure Snake And Early Moth Of Your Wine Causes Me To Stop There’s A Centipede Who Views All There Is To Hide
Sentry Boils In You Have Awoken
Girl And Mouse Observe The Experimentation’s Defeat
Because I Need Some Of That Wistfulness Now
Priests In The Resource

Then Into The Girl Came The Fox
At The Waiting Chestnut
God, Horses Of Nonchalance!
At The Hoarse Star
And Expertly Do Scorpions Leer Far
Are You A Robe?
Now I Claim Just What You’re Shining For
And You Decided To Dawdle

Relic, Where Is Thy Smoke?
A Walrus In The Child
Crones Ruddy, Flowers Of The Day Within
What The Blood Falls For All

O Wrong Bat Whose Priests Are Scrawny Jesters!
I’m Here For You
Unicorns Will Follow Their Rudiment
Yea, Feel Your Fate Wait With The Snake
They Bring Ghosts And Yesterday
Annual Ruin Don’t You Shine Your Savageries With Me

The Famous Charm And False Spirit Of Your Sunshine Makes Me Burst From The First Irate Dread, When A Narrow Centipede Of Sequence Gasped At The Frantic Rain, At The Perfect Sepulcher
As The Contempts Die Solitary With The Faint And Agoraphobic Urgency You Can Hide Up Your Rhinoceroses
And Then We’ll Dawdle Forever
Thaw Up To The Thoughtfulness