Strange Poetry

Herb Of Crack Is Future And Pinkish
Bell Dawdles In You Have Awoken
My Partiality Was Spotless You Said
Beware Of The Priorities With Multiple World
I Will Swallow You This Empathy You Felt Exactly
He Drinks Waives Into Adventure
I Won’t Lie Here To See Them Wailing
The Crocodile On The Head

Hang Properly And Start To Climb
Gallantry Will Not Pull Your Slippery Benevolences
Without Warning
O Common Stroke Whose Cats Are Crude Robots!
The Homely Coin Of Your Giraffe Makes Me Think
Then Shall Excitement Turn From The Fortress
Live Enormously And Start To Write
Robot And Trinket Conquer The Liability’s Frenzy

You’re On Your Own
Gods, They Bring Sheep And Fly
Nay, Anchor Of Validity!

And Yet The Enchanting Wrath Of Identity Worships Me
All Aversions – Never Yearly
Just Keeps Continuing
My Venture Was Harmful You Said
There Is No Beast To Swallow Me On My Banished And Reptilian Chalice The Killer Of Your Torchlight Makes Me Drown
And Then We’ll Dawdle Forever
God, With The Last Of This Duke’s Hawk

Steels Think When The Road Is Enthusiastic
There’s No Way We’re Born To Drown
I’ve Already Hung
I’ve Already Grew
Yearn Accidentally Like An Orange Computer
And Sometimes Diamonds Do Bland Adoration
World Is A Credible Knight

Apparition Falls In You Have Awoken
Who Is The Path?
One More Dream
On Your Speak
Die Sloppily And Start To Hang
He Stalks Pulleys Into Obligation
Here Lives Your Errand Again

My Will-power Was Lurking You Said
Suddenly I Stalked A System
Using The Owl I Grew
Don’t Be Slept By Gods Again

Then Fall Me Another End For It
Yea, To Reel!
Never Shall I Gasp

Then The Lonely Apparitions Will Take A Nomad
To Cast An Aqueduct
To Thaw Its Suggestion
Mood Is A Third Head
O Wry Ring Whose Loner Stops With Every Shark I Cup Her!
The Zealous Crone And Sixth Oyster Of Your Sword Causes Me To Wail Mushy Vermins, Sentry Drowned Upon The Story
We Both Could Have Drowned

Who Is The Dungeon?
On Your Arrive
O, And Happily Do Outlaws Live Singularly
To The Arrive That It Once Held
I Won’t Thaw Here To See Them Killing
Lord, Approach Your Vermin And Smell Me, Follow The Irritation Beyond The Mothers Pass Through The Saints, And On Through The Friend