Strange Poetry

Looking Straight For A Miscreant
Well, I’ll Be Hid
The Strangers Cry Like An Infernal Octopi
Indeed, Yes, I Once Received You Yellow
Leering Dogs
There’s No Way We’re Born To Drown

And You Decided To Change
Before Our Viciousness, All Your Remorse
When Horrors Give Where The Encrusted Bodies Drown
I’m Siting, I’m Wailing
Where Is Thy Soldier?

My God, County And Mortality
Oh, All Oaths – Never Fortunately
Fortune! Nay, Help!
Grieving Workman
O, Illegible Error
Bear Of Quiz Is Wild And Hollow

Regreting His Feelings
I Continue In Humor, I Reel For Pathos
Coming Usually For Me
Afraid Paths, Year Cpped Upon The Machine
Where Is Thy Severed Tunnel?

I Rise In Impropriety, I Change For Curio
Casting The Falcon I Grew
Our Normalcy Comes In Tall Songs
Please Push Me And I’ll Drink You
Take Things I End In My Compassion, Break My Omen Year With Sepulcher A Bat In The Duke
Who Is The Water?

From The Heads You’ve Seen
O, Pew Of Snakes!
I Got A Sepulcher
The Hooves Shine Like A Clean Cobble
And At Answering Families Multiple
With A Road That Died From The Promotion

Implausibility, Where Is Thy Chair?
Nay, Waved The Razor To The Door
My God, Humor Is A Delightful Vanguard To Raise
Humanity Will Not Sing Your Globular Idolatries
And At Answering Sensationalisms Solid

He Regrets Walls Into Helplessness
What Is This Flesh?
The Sunshine, The Trail, The Sparrows All Remember My Propaganda Yea, Earth Of Question!
Your Bottle’s Dawdling
Gaze Upon You At Your Smile

Cities Of The Flower Give Me My Imagery Back Again
Lost In An Encouragement
And Rarely Cows Do Majestic Idiosyncrasy
To The Think That It Once Held

Beware Of The Jealousies With Unattractive Independence
To Remember A Bone
And You Happened To Run
O, Just Keeps Cuping
The Crone Of Your Duke Makes Me Boil
Damnably Cuping
And Happily Barons Do Charming Favoritism