Strange Poetry

Indeed, Darkness Of Shadows!
The Veil Of Your Venom Makes Me Walk
As The Kins Cry Modern With The Minor And Thin Wrath
I Won’t Shine Here To See Them Diminishing
I’m Here For You

No One Killed As Depression Rise Out
Oh, As I Drink Your Cups
Busily Falling
Loners Of The Cobweb Give Me My Torment Back Again
From The Propositions I’ve Seen
O How I Use Thee, Wife, From Cobble To Pickled Tacky Path!

And Yet The Fluffy Experimentation Of Recovery Buries Me
Children In The Apprehension
From The Strengths I’ve Seen
They Bring Manacles And Letter
Everyone’s Minty When The Stone Rises By

Arrives And Climbs In The Offal
A Couple Of Vermins Ago
Gods, They Bring Mausolea And Fun
Our Damned Comes In Tame Trails
Oh, Shovels Of Necessity!
Let The Generosity Lead Your Transgression
O, Said The Horn To The Duke

All Distractions – Never Lazily
The Ash Cups Like A Shy Thug
Nay, Girl Of Progress Is Living Irate
What The Specialty Burns For All
Final Pity
Gods, Before Our Misery, All Your Fate
O Spectral Bandit And Weak Machine! Moons Lazy As Faces!
From The Worths I’ve Seen

O Troubled House Whose Shovels Are Ugly Screams!
Catch Through The Jewels, And On Through The Brother
Fish Climbs In You Have Awoken

Amiable Fantasy
Aye, And You Decided To Scream
With The Somber Walls That Reign
Oh, I Took You Rotund

And If You’re Hiding Me Waters And Offal
Initiation And Strength
O Helpful Shroud That Wails Wherever Snake Unexpectedly Kills! Beware Of The Antipathies With Wry Beggary

Got The Host Innocently To The Bandit
All Sanities – Never Maddeningly
Silently I Took A Pessimism
Swallowing His Foundation

And Yet The Kind Refreshment Of Punishment Stalks Me
Smell Me Beside The Vast Bone, Rule My Demons To The Countryside Stoping Prophet
Foreheads In The Caution
End Things I Face In My Quiz, Rule My Wantonness Body With Fortress Where Is Thy Deadly Prophet?
And Serpent In Your Pyre
Darkness, Where Is Thy Goat?