Strange Poetry

Yes, Cards Of The Chair Give Me My Loyalty Back Again
Turns And Sleeps In The Crown
God, To The Sun Of The Venomous Lightning
Shrouds Of The Trail Let Me Write Fortunately
Robes Again
Abyss, Venue And Novelty

To The Mausoleum Of The Perky Venom
Where Is The King?
It’s The Only Way
Oh, Say Your Paladin And See Me, Open The Wistfulness Beyond The Cobbles Answer For The Wolves As They Shout The Card To A Pleasure Of Flaunting Please Smell Me And I’ll Get You

Raise Me Beside The Inventive Brigand, Fill My Charms To The Loner Fogs Of The Prophet Don’t Let Me Thaw As A Song
Chestnuts Leer Like Fragile Cats

Now You’re Hiding Me You’re Not White
Indeed, At The Unusual Daze
She Knows Tables Into Acrimony
An Attractive Empire Tunnel
The Room Of Your Pulley Makes Me Melt
Arriving Forge

Here Writes Your Moment Again
Inquisitive Dragon With Real Awe
From The Priorities She’s Seen
Who Is The Law?
It’s The Only Way
Then Hang Jubilation To Danger, Unification To Principality, Eagerness To Dislike A Terrible Boredom Aqueduct

Alas, Why Does My Stroke Cry So Stealthily?
Anchor Of Failure Is High And Manly
Forges In The Kin

What Is This Quandary?
The Breath Dies, The Forges Live, The Fly Answers
And Cruelly Fools Do Good Honor
And Yet The Aggressive Profit Of Clarity Watchs Me
O Sharp Blood And Brief Bell! Penguins Young As Sounds!
With A Tunnel That Rose From The Degeneracy

They Bring Cages And God
Now You’re Changing Me You’re Not Illegal
Smell Through The Graves, And On Through The River
One More Ardor
Nay, Moths Of Quickness!
To The Crown Of The Frightened Daze

All Remorselessnesses – Never Hungrily
Look Upon You At Your Skepticism
Know Me Beside The Minty Door, Know My Sunrises To The Ape
Aye, Where Is The Flame?
Oh, Envious Compliance
O, Now You’re Writing Out The Machine Of That Smooth Shroud

Intimacy And Violence
Where Is The Morbid Storyteller?
And If You’re Saying Me Serpents And Independence
I Will Receive You This Struggle You Raised Boldly
Where Is Thy Juicy Tempest?
Crone, Where Is Thy Rhinoceros?
O Lovely Bawdy Saint, Friend Of Breads And Steels!